This cheating talk brought me worst memories of my childhood, Back in school in junior years during final exams, I had a school mate who was struggling badly to finish her exam paper. Everyone left the exam hall except her. She was sitting there crying nonstop and even the teachers who were supervising the exam stepped outside to wait for the time to end.
I looked at her and decided to help. I sneaked back in and finished the rest of the exam for her using my own handwriting. After that, I said goodbye and moved on. The next year, she acted like she didn’t even know me. Because there was a huge drama going on, So this kid was really popular in school, She had good behavior and was hardworking girl meanwhile i was the opposite, I was someone who does no homework and sit at the last table and always punished in the corner of the classroom.
Even tho I be slacking but during exams I actually performed well. I would study seriously for like a week prior, and somehow that was usually enough for me to get good grades, So this female teacher who is responsible for the subject noticed similarities in hand writing and assumed I was the one who cheated. She reported me to the school and they did no investigation, They saw me having good grades in all other subjects so they can’t hold me back to graduate into the next year so instead they suggested I retake the exam through optional summer classes that required a parent signature.
Back then there wasn’t any entertainment access for kids but TVs and stories that I read 100 times or magazines puzzles at least for me, My parents weren’t around at the time, so my grandfather was the one receiving all the school calls. The school said that i cheated and I failed the test and they wanted to put me in summer classes for this subject. Meanwhile, my grandfather was already annoyed at me because I kept occupying the TV when he wanted to watch football all the time. We were constantly fighting over the remote control and I would have my way by messing up the tv settings or sabotaging the cables so he was more than happy to send me away.
I don’t know what troubles my class mate had faced with the school but 100% she didn’t tell them the truth
This cheating talk brought me worst memories of my childhood, Back in school in junior years during final exams, I had a school mate who was struggling badly to finish her exam paper. Everyone left the exam hall except her. She was sitting there crying nonstop and even the teachers who were supervising the exam stepped outside to wait for the time to end.
I looked at her and decided to help. I sneaked back in and finished the rest of the exam for her using my own handwriting. After that, I said goodbye and moved on. The next year, she acted like she didn’t even know me. Because there was a huge drama going on, So this kid was really popular in school, She had good behavior and was hardworking girl meanwhile i was the opposite, I was someone who does no homework and sit at the last table and always punished in the corner of the classroom.
Even tho I be slacking but during exams I actually performed well. I would study seriously for like a week prior, and somehow that was usually enough for me to get good grades, So this female teacher who is responsible for the subject noticed similarities in hand writing and assumed I was the one who cheated. She reported me to the school and they did no investigation, They saw me having good grades in all other subjects so they can’t hold me back to graduate into the next year so instead they suggested I retake the exam through optional summer classes that required a parent signature.
Back then there wasn’t any entertainment access for kids but TVs and stories that I read 100 times or magazines puzzles at least for me, My parents weren’t around at the time, so my grandfather was the one receiving all the school calls. The school said that i cheated and I failed the test and they wanted to put me in summer classes for this subject. Meanwhile, my grandfather was already annoyed at me because I kept occupying the TV when he wanted to watch football all the time. We were constantly fighting over the remote control and I would have my way by messing up the tv settings or sabotaging the cables so he was more than happy to send me away.
I don’t know what troubles my class mate had faced with the school but 100% she didn’t tell them the truth
Such things occur more often than one might think. Would it be inappropriate for me to imagine you as someone young, as you've held such memories close to your heart? Unfortunately, my own have long since faded into numbness. Let us hope, at the very least, for an ordinary death upon us.
Such things occur more often than one might think. Would it be inappropriate for me to imagine you as someone young, as you've held such memories close to your heart? Unfortunately, my own have long since faded into numbness. Let us hope, at the very least, for an ordinary death upon us.
Well most of things I don’t remember but when something changes in you it leaves it’s mark and it’s memory lingers.
It’s like songs sometimes when you revisit them, they bring back entire parts of your life. They become little doors in your mind that open whenever you hear them again.
Death is ordinary in all shapes and forms. Let’s hope for another chance at life in better settings.
Reincarnation normally wipes out that memory stuff with some rare exceptions. RIP to all of you in the future timelines in advance.
Having said that. I remember almost getting caught cheating on a test. The teacher noticed me and I shoved the cheat note (a regular size paper) back into my desk. Teacher came and slid her finger into the desks opening to grab it. [ In my mind I'm ready to confess my sins. Figured i was soooo busted. Caught red handed ] However she grabbed an empty blank paper that happened to be inside and walked away. You guys have no idea how I almost shat myself at that moment and what a miracle of the universe it was that saved my life.
Other times I've wrote on my hands & used smaller pieces of paper.
Such things occur more often than one might think. Would it be inappropriate for me to imagine you as someone young, as you've held such memories close to your heart? Unfortunately, my own have long since faded into numbness. Let us hope, at the very least, for an ordinary death upon us.
Reincarnation normally wipes out that memory stuff with some rare exceptions. RIP to all of you in the future timelines in advance.
Having said that. I remember almost getting caught cheating on a test. The teacher noticed me and I shoved the cheat note (a regular size paper) back into my desk. Teacher came and slid her finger into the desks opening to grab it. [ In my mind I'm ready to confess my sins. Figured i was soooo busted. Caught red handed ] However she grabbed an empty blank paper that happened to be inside and walked away. You guys have no idea how I almost shat myself at that moment and what a miracle of the universe it was that saved my life.
Other times I've wrote on my hands & used smaller pieces of paper.
Depends.... some women's are just as good or better. Cap the stereotype. I worked with women drivers before and they were good. Just like some men aren't good either.