The day I was blamed for “stealing” a stuffed animal. It was in second grade, in Mrs. Kaufman's class, on fun-Friday. A little back story. How do I say this? She wasn’t a big fan of me, why? I have no clue, I was a great student , I turned homework in on time, got good grades, didn’t talk during class,and I never got in trouble until this day. It was a normal fun-Friday, we were about to go to lunch when “McKenzie” and I were arguing about this stuffed animal that she brought.I don’t remember why but i'm pretty sure she wanted us to come up with a name for it and we didn’t agree on a name (arguing isn't really the right word for it). Then we went to lunch I ran out of that door so fast because first I LOVE food, secondly I was always trying to meet up with my friends from other classes.
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Kaufman’s favorite student always stayed back and ate lunch with her. And that’s when “McKenzie” decided to put her dog into my desk. When lunch was over Avery and I and a couple of our other friends were always the last one’s back to the classroom because I was just a little social butterfly. As I was walking into the classroom McKenzie was leaving, and she gave me this little smirk. When she got back it was during silent reading time. All of a sudden she busts out crying, I thought nothing of it, so i just kept reading, like the good student I was. Mrs. Kaufman ran over and literally starts praising her. I probably rolled my eyes , because I was a little sassy second grader. Next thing I know is my ears are bleeding because Mrs.Kaufman is SCREAMING during silent reading time, how ironic. She was the type of teacher that would yell/ scream at you instead of asking politely asking or saying something. Her screaming was like nails on a chalkboard,
Kaufman’s favorite student always stayed back and ate lunch with her. And that’s when “McKenzie” decided to put her dog into my desk. When lunch was over Avery and I and a couple of our other friends were always the last one’s back to the classroom because I was just a little social butterfly. As I was walking into the classroom McKenzie was leaving, and she gave me this little smirk. When she got back it was during silent reading time. All of a sudden she busts out crying, I thought nothing of it, so i just kept reading, like the good student I was. Mrs. Kaufman ran over and literally starts praising her. I probably rolled my eyes , because I was a little sassy second grader. Next thing I know is my ears are bleeding because Mrs.Kaufman is SCREAMING during silent reading time, how ironic. She was the type of teacher that would yell/ scream at you instead of asking politely asking or saying something. Her screaming was like nails on a chalkboard,