My first subject was homeroom. I sat between Eric Antonio and Lorraine Smith. I think they've been together since 6th grade and they're pretty much obsessed with each other.. They were staring at each other, holding hands, while I was BETWEEN them.
"Oh Eric, I love you"
"I love you too Lorraine"
"Well, I love you guys both but I'm having a little trouble breathing here!"
Then our teacher, Mrs. Clark, who's in her mid-40s and wasn't even married yet, hit my table with her stick, and the love birds instantly let go of each other's hands.
"Adam Williams... You're Wayne's brother aren't you?" said her low voice while staring at me, tapping her shoes and showed me a grumpy gesture like she was telling me that Wayne was always in trouble when he was Mrs. Clark's student, so I better behave in her class...
"Well um, according to my mother, yes, but uh.., Don't worry, I'm nothing like him Mrs. Clark" as I told her with a smile on my face..
"I've got my eyes on you mister" I swallowed a little bit of nervousness during that moment until she eventually walked out, then I finally exhaled relief.. So she started introducing herself in front of our class while I was there, tapping my fingers on the top of my armchair, my right hand on my face, couldn't wait to get out of that class...
20 minutes later, the bell rang... Finally! My second subject was Gym, and thank God, Mike was in the same class as me. "Alrighttt!"
"Good day people! I'm Mr. Ed Sullivan... Alot of you probably think that this is Gym class huh.." I was overwhelmed by a sudden panic. Things hadn't going that well so far but I thought to myself that if this wasn't gym class, I was in bigger trouble than I thought!
"It's Physical Education class." as he said while staring at us, raising his right eyebrow... And then he pointed at the entrance door of the gym room which we were inside..."Through that door, they educate your minds. In here, I educate your bodies."... This guy had the biggest inferiority complex since Napoleon!
Mike leaned to me closer and whispered "Hey, I heard that this guy likes punishing his students by making them run laps for 10 minutes without breaks!"
"Oh yeah? I think he does it eventhough he isn't punishing them, he just likes doing it so. That's what I think."
"WILLIAMS." Mr. Sullivan said as he looked at his class record and looked at us one by one, trying to figure out who's me.. I wasn't able to answer instantly. I mean, what was he calling my last name for? I guess he asked something, and I wasn't paying attention because I was talking to Mike... So I eventually raised my hand...
"Uh Mr. Sullivan? I'm sorry, can you repeat the question sir?"
He looked irritated but he repeated the question anyway... "The Jock strap... A. What is it? & B. What can it do for you?" I didn't know the answer then, but I had to say something! Everyone was waiting for my answer, so I did... "*clears throat* um, the jock strap, sir... is um, a... particular type of strap that is,.. constructed of a strap-type material which is um... utilized exclusively for the purposes of.......jocks.?"
Nothing but a complete silence occured in that moment. It felt like a ticking bomb was about to explode or something, and we were all waiting for it... Thank God the bell rang before anyone said something, so Mr. Sullivan dismissed us while looking at me like "What the hell was that?" Well, I was just thankful it's over.
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Then finally! Lunch. Something I was familiar with. So Mike and I decided to have Ham & cheese sandwich...
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Years Of Wonder
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