When I was in 4th grade, I only got 56/100 in my math exam. In that time, 50 was the passing mark so I barely passed. My mom didn't scold me but she showed her mild disappointment and told me to try harder next time. I was not a bad student but math was my enemy (still is).
So when our teacher gave out our report cards I was preparing myself for a bad result.....'Maybe my position will be 34 ...', I thought. (Our class had 36 students by the way). I nervously went to the teacher to take the report card and was surprised beyond words when my strict teacher (who never smiles) smiled and congratulated me for my brilliant result.
I thought 'Is she joking? Now I am scared!' and looked at my math marks......it was 86 in place of 56! That's why my position was 5th in combined result of the 4 sections. My happiness died when I understood what really happened. And like the overly innocent and disciplined girl I was ......like an idiot I went to my teacher and told her the truth. She was silent for a minute and told me to meet me after the lunch break. So I went to see her then. She handed me the report card and I saw I was 15th in my class!
I didn't talk much that day .
