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We all have our seats set, and my heart is dedicated to helping out Lala Ukita from her struggles. I look around the fascinating classroom. The classroom is filled with many props, costumes, scripts, and papers. This classroom is huge.

Mrs. Hamby-real goes to the front of the room and tells us a new way of taking attendance. "Guys. We have a new way of doing attendance. A person will be assigned a number. For Example. Lorenzo is 1, Samantha is 2, and so on and on."

Everyone in the room understood what to, and we tried it out with the help of Mrs. Hamby-real, pointing at each of us in the number order we are in.

Mrs. Hamby-real was excited about this, and so she pointed at Lorenzo. "1..... 2..... 3..... 4.... 5.... 6.... 7.... 8..."

Mrs. Hamby-real then pointed at me, and I said, "9."

This continued throughout the entire class and ended at 45.

I tell myself, "Oh my gosh. we have 45 students in this class, and we have a lot more seats left!"

Mrs. Hamby-real gave us a large smile, and she was proud that we did it. She gives the class a quick announcement. "Guys. We will do this again and probably start some action. Get ready for tomorrow and remember your number. Today, we will just fill out a form about yourselves."

Mrs. Hamby-real gets a stack of paper and passes it down the rows. Each row had 9 students, and they grouped in pairs. That meant that the person you sat next to would be your partner for five weeks.

When Mrs. Hamby-real gave me my paper, I read it all the way through and saw that the questions were all straightforward to explain. I reached into my backpack and grabbed a mechanical pencil that I got from Japan.

I placed the mechanical pencil on my arm desk and closed my backpack. I pushed my backpack to the side and began to fill out the paper.

I reread the first question to myself quietly. "What is your experience in drama? If you have had experienced, what did you do?"

This question made my mind just extract out all of my drama experience and write it down on paper.

I wrote two paragraphs of me doing plays and acts from elementary school. My hand moves all over the paper. I wrote every idea I had in mind, Leeah might have thought I was crazy, but there was nothing I could do.

In two minutes, I finish the first question. I then read the second question quietly to myself. "Describe what you would be looking forward to in Dodson Drama."

Leeah taps my shoulder and tells me, "Kanoa! Shut Up!"

I make a sorry hand gesture, and she focuses back on her work. I zip my mouth shut, and I finish up the paper. After ten minutes of work, I finally finish the paper.

I look around to see that only five people have finished this already. I am the sixth to finish this paper. I then looked at Lala and saw that she was still doing her paper. I got up from my seat, and I placed my paper in the inbox on Mrs. Hamby-real's desk. I head back to my seat and saw other people who were afraid to get up and turn in their paper did what I did.

I look around to see if Lala got up, but she didn't get out of her seat but still did her work. I shrugged it off and grabbed The Hobbit from my backpack.

I opened up to the page from where I left off and began to read.

I read my book in the loudest and craziest class I have ever been to.

After 20 minutes of reading, we have 3 minutes of class left. I look around the class to see people all over the classroom, Lala talking to her new partner, Leeah is chatting with a girl two seats down from us, and Lorenzo and Samantha talk to each other and tell jokes to each other. I smile to see everyone having fun and talking to each other.

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