Oh no. AP practice multiple choice. This can not be happening. I always dread English class due to the daily discussions. In all honesty, “I don’t understand why it’s important that we talk” (135). I mean come on; I do not know a deeper meaning in this poem. It doesn’t even rhyme. Plus whenever I talk my classmates exchange looks and “they think I can’t tell they’re making fun of me” (128). But today will be worse. I begin the test trying to understand the large words. With the clock constantly ticking and the students around me fidgeting I can’t focus, well can’t focus more then usual. I want to prove to the class that “I’m…not as stupid as [they] think” (129). Yet, I can only do so much. Ms. Serensky keeps repeating “everyone keep working, use every second.” But I can’t do it. I get lost in my thoughts and look around the classroom, still trying to think through the first question. Before I know it I hear “pencils down” and my time is up. I try to finish bubbling in the answer to number two when Ms. Serensky glares at me. She repeats “pencils down.” I state “It sure sounds like you’re questioning my honesty” (129). Ms. Serensky shakes her head and mumbles some large words I don’t understand. My writing partner, Henry, “the brains of the operation” helps me out explaining “You’re always looking at us funny.” (127). Thankful for his help, I duck my head and hope the class will end soon. Unfortunately we still need to make groups for the multiple choice game. With only two questions answered no one wants me on their team. I sit there silently, ashamed, as the “Dream Team” forms and starts bragging about how they plan to dominate. To say the least “I want to…leave and never come back” (137). I sit there silently as the class whirls around me in an excited intellectual world I will never quite understand. I could not feel worse.
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