Oh god! I hate my life

Gym

I hate this class, mostly everyone does except few who thinks running is the best thing to do.

Back at middle school, I didn't dislike gym like I do now. It was like a break from all those monotonous classes sitting in a place hearing someone rant about a topic which they loved but everyone except that person had no idea what was going around. More than that it was because I didn't have a gym teacher who thought that every other person in America were lazy and he was the only one fit in the whole country; apparently which made him some one to reckon for.

Every time I saw his face I wanted to say was.

You wish.

Irony in this situation is that I only wish that I could say that to his face.

"Miss Stephanie, that's a really nice shorts you are wearing there." Mr. Walker said with a fake smile on his face towards some freshman.

"Thank you, coach." Stephanie replied. All the students of the class had to call him that who were not even in the school's sports team.

Stephanie was looking at her friends with a smug smile when Mr. Walker's face changed into that of a angry bull.

Stephanie wouldn't even know what just hit her.

Poor girl.

And here it goes.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I don't know either you are too stupid to get the dripping sarcasm on what I just said or you just don't care. I'd like to think it's the later one. But what can I expect from someone who wears the clothes of her 5 year old sister to school."
Then he looked dead in her eyes and continued.
"I don't know what happened back in middle school but here we have a designated dress for everyone in gym with length that is decent. Why? Because we don't want our students to be dressed up as a hooker and we don't want people to get the wrong idea about what we teach here."

Up to this time, Stephanie's smug smile has been dropped and she totally resembled a little mouse. When Mr. Walker walked around her while lecturing her all the other fellow students had backed up a step so she was the only one standing in the middle.

Again he yelled," DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

"Ye..y...ye...yes..yes coach."

But that reply came out too late so Mr. Walker was already walking to other side muttering," How'd you understand? Having a pea-sized brain isn't something that's gonna help."

Everyone breathed a sigh. Some were looking at the freshman with pity while someone were laughing at her. While I was thinking what Mr. Walker said if she was really that stupid to come here with that small shorts, for which even Kim Kardashian will sue her for indecent exposure or more stupid to think that Mr. Walker complimented her. He didn't compliment anyone. And this wasn't her first day, it's nearly a month since the school started.

"Come here, losers." Coach yelled.

Hearing that we all rushed towards the tracks where he was standing forgetting what just happened. Because of we didn't we'll be the one to be tormented.

While other gym teachers made student run to warm up for other games but he made us do the basics stretching and all. So we thought we were going to complete like on a real competition but no he just make us jog around the ground for million times.

I'll quote what he said to us,"You all useless bunch of waste of space need to run a little and built some stamina before going to any games. It'd be much better if you ran everyday but who'd expect this from you lazy buns. And, uff I should take the responsibility to make you a respectable citizen."

All the part what he said I do understand but that last part I just could get.

Like please will someone kindly explain to me, how will running around the ground make us respectable citizen. If that's the case then I'll suggest Coach to say that to Trump, so he'll run around the ground instead of running our country towards god knows what.

With these kind of respected citizen, God bless America.

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