SEVEN NUMBERS
It was just an ordinary Friday morning of my eighth grade year with roughly two weeks of school left; my grandma picked me up and brought me to school. When I got to school, I finished up my homework in the cafeteria and talked to my friends. However, when I got into my classroom to begin the day, things quickly escalated. I saw my teacher, Mrs. Williams, writing numbers on the whiteboard- my classmates and I looked at each other confused. What are those numbers for? What is she doing? My thoughts after seeing the numbers on the board were that my teacher was writing numbers that we were going to use later that day. As I got my things ready for school, I came in and sat at my desk. Then I looked at the board again; seven numbers were listed. Immediately I knew it had something to do with my class because there were seven of us- but what those numbers meant I did not know because Mrs. Williams would not tell us.
The morning went on as we proceeded to go to chapel- I was trying really hard to concentrate during the service but those numbers were stuck in the back of my head. What could they mean? Are we in trouble? It amazed me of how much I could come up with just thinking about seven numbers. After chapel my class raced back to our classroom because we …show more content…
I was shocked- never in a million years would I have thought I would be our class’ valedictorian; I mean my class had a lot of smart people in it. After that announcement, everyone congratulated me and went on with the day. Throughout the whole day I still could not believe it; I was the valedictorian of our class. I thought for sure something had went wrong and things got mixed up. When the day came to the end, my teacher called me up to her desk and said that everything was doubled checked and that I am the valedictorian. She then congratulated me and said that I should start thinking about my speech since school is coming to an end; I said “Alright” and went
It was just an ordinary Friday morning of my eighth grade year with roughly two weeks of school left; my grandma picked me up and brought me to school. When I got to school, I finished up my homework in the cafeteria and talked to my friends. However, when I got into my classroom to begin the day, things quickly escalated. I saw my teacher, Mrs. Williams, writing numbers on the whiteboard- my classmates and I looked at each other confused. What are those numbers for? What is she doing? My thoughts after seeing the numbers on the board were that my teacher was writing numbers that we were going to use later that day. As I got my things ready for school, I came in and sat at my desk. Then I looked at the board again; seven numbers were listed. Immediately I knew it had something to do with my class because there were seven of us- but what those numbers meant I did not know because Mrs. Williams would not tell us.
The morning went on as we proceeded to go to chapel- I was trying really hard to concentrate during the service but those numbers were stuck in the back of my head. What could they mean? Are we in trouble? It amazed me of how much I could come up with just thinking about seven numbers. After chapel my class raced back to our classroom because we …show more content…
I was shocked- never in a million years would I have thought I would be our class’ valedictorian; I mean my class had a lot of smart people in it. After that announcement, everyone congratulated me and went on with the day. Throughout the whole day I still could not believe it; I was the valedictorian of our class. I thought for sure something had went wrong and things got mixed up. When the day came to the end, my teacher called me up to her desk and said that everything was doubled checked and that I am the valedictorian. She then congratulated me and said that I should start thinking about my speech since school is coming to an end; I said “Alright” and went