Behind the Class

The first time she managed to complete the assigned work she was on cloud nine. She had never managed to get this particular part of math no matter how many times she’d read through the exercises in the book or the explanations she found there. The teacher hadn’t been able to help very much because she was a substitute until they found another math teacher to cover for the suddenly retired one from the first two quarters of the year.

It was kind of embarrassing how easily everyone else picked up graphing and she hadn’t when it had typically been the other way around for most of her life.

That didn’t mean she’d given up, just that she’d tried harder at this than just about anything else she’d ever done in her life.

So when she finally got enough answers right on the graphing assignment for that week, she felt pretty justified in the permanent smile that stayed plastered to her face the rest of the day.


Inspired by the quote from the Light and Shade Challenge this week.

A child of five would understand this. Send someone to fetch a five year old child
–Groucho Marx
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About martha0stout

I like to read and write and hang out with my family and friends. I currently live on a farm and all that such a living entails.
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8 Responses to Behind the Class

  1. The way that this is written is Palpable. Great Work!

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  2. awe doesn’t acheivement when working at something really hard feel great?

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  3. joetwo says:

    Very nice. Good one!

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  4. Cheryl-Lynn says:

    Very clever, Martha, and beautifully penned:)

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