Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Crazy Homework
Once at the scary beginning of Grade 8, my teacher assigned about 8 questions of math homework on a page. I didn’t write down that it meant 8 questions, and I left it with the numbers in my notebook. When I got home that day, I started my math homework and I thought it was 8 pages instead of 8 questions. I did not think it was that much at the time, so I worked. After 2 hours, I only finished 5 pages, and I was getting scared. It was already time for dinner and I felt I might not finish my homework.
I rushed my dinner and started working again. The questions started to get harder, because I didn’t learn about some things, but I still figured them out. I never took a break, and I worked hour after hour. I wanted to just quit and throw my math textbook in my bag and go sleep, but I couldn’t.
When it was 11:30 and I was almost done my math, I thought to myself that if I had this much homework at the beginning of the school year, just imagine how much I would have to do later on! The pure thought of it scared me to death! I couldn’t even sleep well, thinking about the pain I would’ve to go through in Grade 8.
The next day, I went to school, sleepy and tired, and I started talking to my friends about the math. They said that it took them ten minutes, and I thought they were geniuses! I said that it was 8 pages, and he said that it wasn’t 8 pages, it was 8 questions. I felt like I was going to kill someone, and I felt like a very dumb person. It was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done.
I rushed my dinner and started working again. The questions started to get harder, because I didn’t learn about some things, but I still figured them out. I never took a break, and I worked hour after hour. I wanted to just quit and throw my math textbook in my bag and go sleep, but I couldn’t.
When it was 11:30 and I was almost done my math, I thought to myself that if I had this much homework at the beginning of the school year, just imagine how much I would have to do later on! The pure thought of it scared me to death! I couldn’t even sleep well, thinking about the pain I would’ve to go through in Grade 8.
The next day, I went to school, sleepy and tired, and I started talking to my friends about the math. They said that it took them ten minutes, and I thought they were geniuses! I said that it was 8 pages, and he said that it wasn’t 8 pages, it was 8 questions. I felt like I was going to kill someone, and I felt like a very dumb person. It was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done.
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I clearly remember that day! Mom and I all thought maybe it's because grade 8 and worried about if everyday later will be like that.
But things didn't seem turn that way. That became a myth, until I read your writing!
Father
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But things didn't seem turn that way. That became a myth, until I read your writing!
Father
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