so my language arts teacher was interested in my writing and said he wanted to read the story i was writing (the "«LEFT»" one) and he read it in the middle of class while everyone was working and then when he finished chapter 1 he kept saying how good of a writer i was and all that. and in my next class (shamrock news) he came into the classroom since it was his prep period and talked to the teacher and was like, "hey, that kid, he's a good writer." and my other teacher (who was my l.a. teacher last year) was like "mark? oh yeah, i know that." i just sat there embarrassed yet happy at the same time. it was cool.