Next to me is Paige my great redeemer for the rest of the day. She leans over and pokes my shoulder and tells me, ¨Good morning!¨ Even though she tells me that everyday on the bus ride to school. I believe that was her way of making me feel better, because she would notice the way Dana and A.J. would speak to me. Ms. Smith then would start the daily lesson writing in cursive, which was a surprisingly boring thing for me to like. I never understood the way to write in cursive but I deeply enjoyed the fluidity of the movement required the write in such a way. Halfway through the lesson she puts up five letters on the blackboard, A, B, Y, Z. Ms. Smith then asks for volunteers to come up front and write one of the letters you choose in cursive. Ben, of course, is the first to run up front without asking to get the letter B. He gets to the board and writes his first name under the B, showing that he could write his name full in cursive. ¨Good work Benjamin!¨ Ms. Smith said as she gives him a gold star. The class surprised by the fact of the exchange all throw up their hands in hopes they could get a chance at a gold star, mine of course is one of them. Ms. Smith picks Jeffrey, A.J., and me to come up and finish the rest of the chalk letters. I get up ready to pick the chalk Y, then without noticing Dana sticks out his foot and I trip …show more content…
Smith!" roared from all in the class.
"Good, now back to the lesson." she said. The rest of that eventful day went on and on till the end when we all boarded the lemon colored bus and headed back to the luxury of home. Paige was next to me on the pothole filled ride very much in a prime mood. "Today was fun," she stated "Yeah I thought it was good too"
"Well I think Dana and A.J. will stop being mean to you." Paige