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I sit in the teacher’s classroom.
Dazed and confused. What is she talking about now? Fractions?
I need this grade. I hope I get it soon.
I raise my hand to ask the usual question.
A repetition is more than just a habit.
I am shocked that he did not slap on the rejection.
I listen to his words radiate inside of me.
I cannot understand. I still have not grasped this foreign language.
I start to boil like a steaming bag of tea.
“Can you try a different way?”
The new method is longer, yet clearer.
I think, just perhaps, I have understood it today.
The next test arrives with a big fat 90.2!
I have finally understood fractions, but I have another question I never could answer.
What is 2+2?