A real life story.
Sir Noel, as usual, is early again.
Sir Noel is our Social Science teacher. He is tall, the usual height of a Filipino, tan, a little bit fat and has an oldies hair style. Sometime his hair style is skin head. According to him; he is handsome and he believes that he is the smartest guy in the world. He doesn’t believe that somebody is greater than him. He doesn’t bring any type of book in class, but sometimes he does, a small pocket book that is a little bit thick. He announces a lot of things in class even though it doesn’t have any relevance in the subject, his reason; when people ask him questions he is obliged to answer it because hi is a teacher and he knows the answer. Sometimes he’s like an idiot, there is this one time when we greeted him good morning, he asked us to repeat it and say the words:”Good morning sir Noel G, we love you so much”(I don’t remember it word by word).
When he came in he asked for a prayer which he led. He used the Lord’s Prayer. After the prayer we greeted him a good morning.”Good morning sir Noel”.
He then said,”Something is missing”. He continued,” Repeat it and say Good morning sir Noel G, we love you so much”
“Huh? Yuck…” as the class reacts.
At the end we all did what he asked. This time he brought a book, the book which he asked us all to have a copy. But while we were having a class, I was texting! From time-to-time when somebody replies, I would duck down or put the phone at my side and start texting, which I realized he saw me. One by one, he asked each student in the class to read a paragraph of the photocopied book. When he caught me in the act of texting, he asked me to read two paragraphs which I also did. He then told me to explain, now can you explain two paragraphs in one reading? Anyway, I tried to explain but the paragraph is too summarized which caused me to end up reading it, just making short pauses to have a hard time effect on the explanation. The class directly recognized what I was doing, and then they laughed, I tried to substitute certain words, then translating it to my own language and at the end I was explaining it on my own language but eventually I realized that what I was explaining was actually wrong and the whole class laughed at me.
What happened:
Me: “There are two groups the Minamoto and Yoritomo, they fought each other but eventually the Mina…”
–Yoritomo was the leader of the Minamoto group, which I explained that Yoritomo is a different group–
Class: laughs
Sir Noel:”Okay, sit down”
Lesson learned, never text during Social Science Class.
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