The Most Terrifying Teacher
‘Dad! I don’t want to go to school, I am not going!’ yelled David. His mom Rachael stared at him for like a minute and said, ‘David, you are just in a junior-high school, and you don’t like studying, come; on, you are the only son and our only hope.’ His dad remained silent. Pin-drop-silence throughout the room existed. His doggy came to him and leaked; looking down towards his love his dog Hachiko, and with fears full in his eyes David whispered,’ I don’t like my mathematics teacher.’
His dad with his surprising tone asked,’ And the reason being?’
A fat black tall man with round spectacles and a black moustache makes him look uglier dad’ replied David with a low voice.
‘See, David, looks doesn’t matter at all. He must have a good heart’ told Rachael. ‘No, Mom! He is ugly at his heart too. He makes me stand and answer his ugly questions. Rachael and his dad looked each other. Hachiko went away.
‘Son, what he does; he does for you. He asks you because he knows you don’t know and he also knows you don’t know that you don’t know! Told Rachael. Father added ‘You have to accept that you are poor with numbers and try to learn it rather than thinking of missing his classed. “Umm…. Okay, now that does makes sense.” It was me who created an ugly picture of him in my mind; thank you so much pop’s told David.
-----Anjana Thapa---
‘Dad! I don’t want to go to school, I am not going!’ yelled David. His mom Rachael stared at him for like a minute and said, ‘David, you are just in a junior-high school, and you don’t like studying, come; on, you are the only son and our only hope.’ His dad remained silent. Pin-drop-silence throughout the room existed. His doggy came to him and leaked; looking down towards his love his dog Hachiko, and with fears full in his eyes David whispered,’ I don’t like my mathematics teacher.’
His dad with his surprising tone asked,’ And the reason being?’
A fat black tall man with round spectacles and a black moustache makes him look uglier dad’ replied David with a low voice.
‘See, David, looks doesn’t matter at all. He must have a good heart’ told Rachael. ‘No, Mom! He is ugly at his heart too. He makes me stand and answer his ugly questions. Rachael and his dad looked each other. Hachiko went away.
‘Son, what he does; he does for you. He asks you because he knows you don’t know and he also knows you don’t know that you don’t know! Told Rachael. Father added ‘You have to accept that you are poor with numbers and try to learn it rather than thinking of missing his classed. “Umm…. Okay, now that does makes sense.” It was me who created an ugly picture of him in my mind; thank you so much pop’s told David.
-----Anjana Thapa---
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