“Kriiiiiiiiiing!”.
The bell school was ringing. It was the time to go home. “Students, the last
exercise will be used as your homework. Don’t forget to do it!” said Ms.
Rachel. “Oh, no! Homework again!” I thought.
I went
to school gate angrily. “Hey, Fred! Why do you seem to be angry?” said my best
friend, James. “I’m angry with all of the teachers because they always give me
homeworks and they don’t want to know how capable I am to do those all. I’m
tired with those homeworks!” “I think so! I’m tired with their behavior too!
Oh, my driver just came! I’ll go home, see you tomorrow!” Finally, my driver
came, not long after James went home. I went home with frown face.
In my
bedroom, I slept and had a dream. A grandfather who claimed that he was a fairy
who makes wishes become real came to me and asked what I wish. I said I hope
the teachers in my school become students, and my friends and I become their
teachers. He said that my wish can be realized, but only for a week.
I woke up
at the next day. I only thought that my dream was only a dream. I was very
panic because I haven’t done my homework yet. I went to school scaredly.
When I
arrived in my school, I shocked because almost all of the teachers greeted me
like I was their teachers. I got surprised when Mr. Thompson, the one who I
hate the most, greeted me with a great respect. I rememberred about my dream
and believe that it was real. I met my friends and I requested them to give
very much homework to all of the teachers. They agreed with me.
In my
class, I explained the lesson to them carelessly, like what they did when they
were teaching that subject to me. They didn’t look that they understand about
what I explained to them. I didn’t care because they did this to me too.
“Students,
I give you a project. It’s in a group. Please make a 3D map of the world from
newspaper. This project should be submitted three days later. The group is up
to you. One group consists of three persons. Don’t forget to do it!” I said, as
Geography teacher.
All of
the students in my class complained me. But I didn’t care, because they did this
to me and my friends too - didn’t want to be complained.
After
they went out of my class, I smiled widely and happily. “Yeah! I did a revenge
to them!” And then I went out from my class. I went to the teachers’ room.
“Hey,
James! What tasks did you give to them?” I asked James. “I gave them homework from
textbook page 100 until 145, page 150 until 200,” said James. “Hahaha!
Mathematics is a difficult lesson!” “Yes! I myself didn’t understand about what
I explained to them! Hahaha!”
In the
next day, I gave them homework from textbook page 94 until 96. But they should
write the questions in their exercise book and write the answer in there.
I asked
to my other friends, what homeworks that they gave to all of the teachers. All
of my friends said that they gave difficult homeworks or projects. We laughed
together. We were very happy.
The
third day, I gave them very much notes. Most of the notes were what I took from
textbook, but I still asked them to write all of the notes. They wrote until
they felt tired. ‘Hahahaha’ I laughed happily in my mind.
In the
morning in fourth day, I heard they complained that they felt tired. They also felt
bored because they had too much homeworks and projects that should be done. But
I didn’t care. ‘I would give them more homework and difficult projects,’ I thought.
In
Geography lesson, I asked them to collect their project. Almost all of them
haven’t finished their project yet. So, I gave them very bad marks.
I thought
I should give them exercises. I searched the questions from the internet. I copied
them and printed them at home.
In the
next day, I gave all students those questions. They were shock because the
questions were different with what they studied about.
In the
last day, I used that last chance to distribute the result of the exercise.
Almost all of the students got very bad marks, like 30, 40, and 50. Mrs. Layla
got the highest score in the class. 65.
So, in a
week, my friends and I gave all of the teachers too much homework and we glad
to see them felt tired. Then, when I slept that day, the fairy came to me and
said that it was over.
In the
next day, all felt better because all of the teachers were conscious that they
gave homeworks and projects too much.
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