It was a sunny, crisp day I came back from lunch and walked in to the hallway and let the beige colored walls swallow us and lead us to our classroom door. When we got in Mrs.Dean (my teacher) told us that we would be passing out report cards.
“Martha, could you pass out report cards?” my teacher said in a very nice voice.
Report cards! This is when it happened – my throat felt like it was being squeezed, my stomach felt the size of a peanut, my heart was thumping, thump, thump, thump/ a waterfall of bad feelings washed my mind.”I’ve been doing really bad in math,” I nervously thought to myself, but I knew it wasn’t the truth.
I looked at my paper lying there flat, I picked it up and it felt warm in my hands. I turned around here goes…there it was in black ink a skinny one and two big, fat zeros … a 100% on math. Oh my gosh! I had this feeling that I was wrong all along. I think I over exploded with bad feelings!
Finally the day ended with hours pretending to be years and my mom would get here and I was dying to show my mom this surprisingly, unexpected grade! Finally a car as white as a cloud so white it could be light parked, it was my mom, mom, mom!I cried.
What, what, what! she chattered.’
‘I got a 100% on math!”
”Martha how good!” she cried. “How about celebrating!” She squeezed me.
And that was the most suprising thing that had ever happened to me!
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