It was during 7th Grade in the Alexander B. Bruce. It was the ending of the second term and report cards were being handed out. I didn't care about my grades as much as I do today, so I had pretty low grades, C-, D+ and D’s . My parents weren't very happy, but I was passing which is all that mattered to me. It’s last period and it's time to pack up and go home. My homeroom and Mathematics teacher Mrs. Archambault was passing out the report cards before we left class. I received mine and most of my grades were pretty much the same as always except for two of them. I ended up a D- in Science class and the worst grade on the report card was an F in English class.
I got home worried and stressed out because I have never gotten an F in any class
I got home worried and stressed out because I have never gotten an F in any class