An autobiography of my life

My days at primary school {part 5}

In September 2014 from ages  8-9, i was skipped to standard 3. My teacher was my dad's cousin { my uncle Myrick Flores}. On the first day of class, i along with some students from standard 2 failed. And we were not going to be promoted. I failed English and mathematics. When me and my mother reached in the compound, i was already emotional and procrastinating myself in my mind. And i can recall that i was upset with myself plus, with all the bullying and hell i was already going through. The teacher who was going to teach me in standard 2 was Ms. castillo. when i entered my class, my mother left me there all alone in my class and told me good-bye.

I was so upset and sad, i began to cry. there were some girls who was also making fun of me. I called them the pops{short for popular BTW}. They didn't like me and i didn't like them for some reason. Suddenly, i saw my mother. She told me to get my bag and come with her so that she can get me in standard 3. With that said, i immediately did so. She then looked at me and asked: "Teesha, do you want to stay back in standard 2, or do you want me to put you in standard 3?". " ma i want to go in standard 3". i replied softly as i wiped my tears away.

First, my mother went to talk to my standard 2 teacher and i had to stay outside. I don't know what my my mother told my teacher but i was promoted to standard 3. my class was located upstairs. when we got to my new class, my mother went to talk to my teacher and told him about the situation. Next thing i know i was accepted by my uncle in his class. my days in standard 3 was tough. i became more closed off, moody and negative towards certain things and people. and again, i was being bullied and teased . one day i got into an argument with a boy from my class and he punched me in my left eye. YES!. right in my left eye socket. i eventually start crying and screaming that it was heard outside of the compound. there was also a time i got into trouble because of our principal ms. Makenzie who didn't like me at all. plus, she didn't know how to talk to people at all she was very mean.