9th Grade

Mon, 6th September 2021

Today was sort of fun. Our first lesson was chemistry. After the bell rang, we waited for our teacher, Mrs. Jones. She didn't come even after five minutes. When Robin was about to leave the classroom and search for her, our German teacher, Mr. Schmidt (he's also German) came. He told us (in German, of course) that Mrs. Jones is on a trip with the eighth graders and that we will have German. He told us to talk with eachother about our summer break, no other language than German allowed. So everyone whispered to themselves in Czech, of course. The teacher seemed not to care about it. But then he jumped, all of a sudden, and told us to grab something that belongs to us, give it to somebody else and say who is belongs to, so we could practice possessive adjectives. I grabbed my bottle and handed it to Linda.
„Das ist meine Flasche." (Translation: This is my bottle.)
„Danke. Und hier ist mein Armband. Geben Sie es hauptsächlich einem der Mädchen." (Thanks. And here is my bracelet, please give it to one of the girls.) We both laughed.

I was about to give Linda's bracelet to my classmate Lana, but my other friend, Valentina, stopped me and gave me a blue pencil. When I touched it, it gave me a little electric shock (the one you can get from touching your hair after brushing it, if you get what I mean).
„Das ist Brads Farbstift," she told me.
Brad used to be my crush (haha) in fifth grade. Maybe the electric shock from the pencil was a sign of a potential spark between us? (I'm just joking! 😌)
„Nett. Und hier ist Lindas Armband. Denken Sie daran, Sie können ihr nur einige der Mädchen geben." (Nice. And here is Linda's bracelet. Remember to give it only to one of the girls.)
I had to give Brad's pencil to somebody else, immediately. It reminded me of us four years ago. The teacher made us sit next to eachother and we used to draw in eachother's notebooks. I also couldn't stop thinking about how we sang our national anthem during lessons, in order make the teacher mad and others laugh. I'm still cringing at the thought of what we did together to this day. Everyone shipped us together. It's just so funny to think about it now.
I went to Ian. I noticed he had my bottle.
„Das ist Brads Farbstift. Und jetzt gib mir meine Flasche," I said.
He laughed.
„Natasha told me it's Rebecca's bottle. But I saw you using it before. I think Rebecca gave it to her and she thought it was hers. Now I'm no longer confused!"
„That's possible! So maybe this pencil isn't really Brad's pencil but someone else's, right?"
„No, it's really his."
Okay. I don't even know why I asked him that in the first place.
„Umm, alright. Thanks for the bottle, anyway," I told him before I went to sit back at my desk.

Our German lessons can be interesting.

Our second lesson was Czech.
One of the most boring 45 minutes in the past two decades. All we did was talk about what we will learn next year in high school and when we will have some important exams. I almost fell asleep. I already checked the things we will learn next year and I also checked the dates of some exams we will have this year. So it was nothing new for me. But then we all heard a loud sound from the back.
„You gotta be kiddin' me."
I recognized that voice. It was Felix. He always "accidentally" throws something at the wall and tries to be funny. He threw his water bottle this time and the water splattered everywhere.
„Oops. I guess I didn't close it," he added.
„I'm sorry Mrs. Hayes. I'll clean it up when the sun sets."
Typical Felix. He does and says the most random things when he's in trouble. This was no exception.
„I don't want to hear anything else from you, Felix. Just clean it during the break and act like it never happened."
„Sure ma'am," he replied.

Then the period ended. Maths was next.
Our math teacher, Mrs. King, is one of the (if not the first) most strict and unempathic people in this world. She clearly hates teaching, and it's safe to say I'm among those students she hates as much as her job. Everytime I hand her my homework she tells me I'm just wasting her time, how she would like to do other things that correct my math problems, blah blah blah. The thing is, I never have any mistakes in my homework or exams.
She also gives me extra exercises in class. But I don't mind it. I like maths.
The whole lesson was quite normal. We did some equations and other stuff we had last year. I won't write much about it because I don't think there was anything special. Even the class clowns (Felix and Brad) didn't do anything funny. We all were busy counting the equations. But as I said, I enjoy math, so it wasn't bad nor boring for me :)

Next period was history. Mrs. Hayes handed us a paper. There were some questions regarding the Second World War. She told us it will not be graded. It was just for "fun."
„Mrs. Hayes? What's the answer for question number three?" Felix asked her.
„Are you kidding me? You should know it yourself," she avoided helping him.
„Just look in the book," Robert whispered to Felix. But Mrs. Hayes heard it and was not happy.
„No cheating! And I won't even grade it, so it won't help you, anyway," she told them, angrily.
I swear there wasn't a single exam where atleast one of the boys didn't try to cheat. It's kind of annoying. I feel for the teachers.
I knew every question. History is also one of my favorite subjects, along with maths, chemistry, physics and IT (one of the least favorite subjects in our school). I know I'm weird 🤠

The last period of the day was English conversation. (If I haven't told you already, our class is separated into two different groups for the language lessons. The first 12 kids in the alpabetical order are in group 1 and the rest is in group 2. I'm in group 2.) Our English teacher, Mr. Reed, is very kind and his lessons are always fun. He's good at teaching. He's also from England, so we have to talk in English with him (he knows some Czech, of course, but we try to practice our English by talking to him in English only). We waited for him in the classroom. Five minutes passed. He didn't come. Ten minutes passed. He still wasn't there.
„Felix and I will look for him," Robert told us.
But then the door opened. It was Robin.
„Mr. Reed is on a trip with the sixth graders. You have to join us!"
The classroom we were in was in the basement. And their classroom was at the top, in the third floor.
„Uhm, I'm lazy to go there," Felix said, annoyed.
„Yeah, same, I understand. But we don't want to cause any trouble," Robin silenced him.
„I have a plan," Kyle jumped in the conversation, „there is still thirty-five minutes left of this period. How about we walk so slow, the bell will ring before we even get there?"
„If you want detention, sure," Robin disagreed with his idea.
„Alright, let's sacrifice ourselves and join your German lesson," another boy, Jason, expressed himself.
We went there. It took us 10 minutes. The teacher, Mrs. Davidson, will not be happy.
When we entered the classroom, she was explaining some German verbs. She probably didn't notice us arriving. We sat in the back and listened.
Then Felix threw a paper plane at Brad and Ian, who were sitting at the front desks in the classroom.
„Ah, you must be Felix. I heard your name from Mr. Reed and Mrs. Simpson a lot," Mrs. Davidson finally registered us. Or atleast him.
„I'm not Felix, I'm Clara," he informed her. (Clara is the first name of our school principal, Mrs. Wilson.)
„Very funny. How about you say something nice in German?" she asked him, hoping to get an answer that actually makes sense. Didn't work out.
„Ich bin sehr groß," (I'm very big) he told her, while trying to keep a straight face.
„I'm sure a fourteen year old boy knows something better than this," she said.
„Es tut mir Leid." (I'm sorry)
„I'm also sorry that you didn't learn anything better in the past nine years," she sighed.
Felix looked like he knew he took it too far with his jokes. Or maybe he was just thinking of something else he could do. But he was actually quiet until the end of the lesson. He also made some notes. Very strange behavior for him, I must say.
Then we had lunch. We had tomato pasta. It was good. I'm a huge fan of Italian cuisine. I went home after lunch. I prepared my books for the next day and played games with Bianca, her sister and my cousin for a while. Today was very interesting 😙 Looking forward to tomorrow :)