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Express like no other existence can...
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Friday, July 31, 2009

ClassRoom Chronicles #2

So we're all writing our exam right. It's class 9&10 together and we [9] had our chemistry exam that day. which we were completely prepared for but it was a very tough paper.
so there's about twenty minutes left until we have to stop writing and our invigilator is just incapable of sitting down quietly for two seconds.


Mrs. X (targets one pitiful boy sitting in the corner and nearly snapping his pencil into two out of frustration that he did not know the formula of Methyl Alocohol) - what you going to do after the exam?
Anxious boy - i dont know ma'am [turns back to paper]
Mrs. X - not going for a holiday anywhere?
AB -no maam.. for now im just writing my exam [not looking up]
mrs x - what's your paper about? [snatches paper and reads through it]
AB- maam im writing my exam!
mrs. x -mm okay write write. [gives back paper; anxious boy resumes scribbling down answers]
Ab [mutters] - god this woman....
mrs. x -when i was small, chemistry was not a big problem for me. it was only maths.
in that also, i liked arithmetic a lot...... algebra was not a strong point for me.
AB - [smoke escapes from ears enough to boil water for tea]
[this conversation continues one-sidedly for a while]
mrs. x - how much do you have left?
AB - a lot, maam.
mrs x - {begins to walk away to annoy another poor boy who is buried in sheets of chemstry equations} hmmm... write fast. you need lots of concentration for chemistry. difficult subject. Make sure you dont get distracted.

[Pencil snaps into two]

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