This story began in a small elementary school off in the middle of nowhere.
It was the middle of September still fairly warm and still fairly cold.
Sitting in math class, wrestling boredom. Was this torture gonna end. WAKE UP.
Oh no was I day dreaming? Yeah obviously. Mr blue started yelling at me.
WAKE UP ARE YOU NOT PAYING ATTENTION AT ALL! Half scared to death I answered with a wee little voice,yeah.....
Mr Blue not convinced oh really we'll see.
Mr blue dragged me up to the board and handed me a marker solve this and yelled.
Solve this!
I looked at the board a simple math question easy 1+1 easy 3
Man did I not know this answer was gonna haunt me forever!
I wrote a big three on the board feeling confident.
Ohh what was I thinking.
Mr Blue was not impressed,
Young man you are in grade 2 you should know this.
Wait till I tell your parent about this.
Yes parent my dad left me when I was little.
This topic changed my mood I felt tears coming.
It had been years since I barely remember my dad,
I always wanted to know why my dad left me, and my mom always told me that my dad loved me dearly. But then again WHY DID HE LEAVE ME!
