tell stories that have happened in an education place, like the swimming pool.
I retook a test I nearly failed, and when I got the retake back, I got 0.5 more
tell stories that have happened in an education place, like the swimming pool.
I retook a test I nearly failed, and when I got the retake back, I got 0.5 more
Pleaseletmehalp wrote:
How did that conversation go? What? Nice pencil?
XD
So where I live, it doesn't snow. But occasionally things would get covered in frost from how cold it is. Once I was talking to one of my friends in 3rd grade and we see the field and it's just covered in frost. There were already 3 guys there from my grade and my friend said that it looked fun so we went down there with them and just skated around and laughing. The boys said it would be cool if they could do football on that and then our teacher came and she was mad cause we weren't suppose to be on the field that early. So she took us back to the classroom and I guess the bell had already rang or smthing cause everybody was inside and staring at us and that what warranted her to go looking for us. That was probably the only time I got in trouble and I don't regret it, that was so fun, much better than sliding around the courtyard
In (ENTER LEVEL OF SCHOOL HERE) I had an assignment where I had to speak about people taking advantage of power, so as an example I used Lord Farquard.
One time, as a speech exercise, we were told to talk about a fairy tale, but we weren't allowed to do a fairy tale that someone else did. I ended up going last, and I couldn't really think of anything on the spot, so I just started talking about Fairy Tail.
In a very young grade of school. I recall being at my desk, and we were given the assignment of writing a story, so what these girls I sat next were making a story of going to prom and their main characters were female, and the story was them trying to find a date for prom, and I think they were fighting over a bunch of guys. I recall overhearding my teacher telling them that their story was a little mature and to maybe tone it down a bit.
I wish I could've read it myself to learn what in the world they were writing to get my teacher to intrude.
I remember when I was in like second grade, we had to write a story, and I had a group, and the group was me, my best friend, and some random boy whose name I don't remember, and it was really annoying because they would. not. shut. up. about. naruto.
I remember when I was in fifth grade or so there was a black market for Pokemon cards at my school. People would keep trading them around and even paying each other for them, it was nuts.