Notes for the Teachers:

Lila was sloppy in her desk organization

and didn’t want to compromise with
me! She has special ways of doing
things and getting my attention was
different then what other children like
to do to get my attention. Thank you
for taking the time in reading this
please me sign here and return

X_______________ Sincerely Miss.

Justine

What a load of trash! She doesn’t know anything. I got her attention by
throwing a pencil at her that doesn’t mean I’m special. She never listened to what
I had to say in my defense. It is only the first day of school and I already think
she’s a sadistic teacher, and I will hate this whole school year because of her! I’m
not ever going to show that note to my mother. I’m not getting in trouble because
of that stupid teacher. That mom I have she’s the most stupid thing in the world
how did she even come this far? I hate them both so much, they both don’t
understand me. I look out the bus window and wonder why all the bad stuff has
to happen to me today and why kids have the urge to yell in the bus.
I come home and I can still hear kids’ yelling from far away it’s the most
annoying thing in the world why do bus drivers even put up with them? My mom
says she’s going to order pizza for dinner. I go to my room the only place away
from everyone and it feels calm, I go to my desk and do my homework I hate
doing that stuff I get board. When I’m done I take a nap something I like to do.
When I wake up my mom says that the pizza is ready but that’s not right she
ordered it so it would be “The pizza is here” how stupid can she get? It’s like she
doesn’t remember anything from school the good thing about me is that I will be
able to remember what I’m learning right now unlike my dumb mom. Ok time to
get my food, maybe I should clean up my room…………alright it’s not that bad it
can wait. When I get to the table my mom asks if we cleaned our rooms and I
don’t see why she would care, it’s not her room. I know that my annoying little
brother Malcolm cleaned his room. Doesn’t he know that doing that makes him
moms little slave?
Malcolm:” I did my room mommy, how about you Lila did you do yours?” I knew
he was going to ask me that he always ruins my peace.
Me:”No I didn’t do my room and I don’t see why any of you would even care it’s
my room not yours!” I can see my mom is a little mad but I don’t care.
Mom:”Well Lila I care because it’s my job”
Just then the phone rings and I wonder who could be calling because no one
calls us. When my mom picks up the phone I know who it is the voice makes chills
go up my spine its Miss. Justine and her act of being nice is working on my mom.
Mom:”Hello”
Justine:”Hello Mrs. Jinx, its Lila’s Teacher I’m calling to ask if you received the note
I sent home with Lila.”
Mom:” No I haven’t received a note what was it about?”
Justine:”About her behavior today. Since today was the first day of the school
year we were organizing our desks and I went around seeing if the students did a
good job and when I went to go see Lila’s desk it was a mess, as if a tornado hit
right in her desk and not only did she not agree with what I told her she told me
that It was her desk and it wasn’t mine and even if she were to do it again it
wouldn’t be organized and that I would be too lazy to organize it for her anyways,
she made a good point but it still doesn’t dismiss her behavior.
Mom:”Well I’ll talk to her and I’m deeply sorry.”
Justine:”But what really made me mad was that she threw pencils at me so I
would pay attention to her and when I went to confront her she laughing like if it
were nothing.”
Mom:”Well I’ll make sure she gets talked to by her father and me.”
That’s the last thing I heard, I knew that from then on I was in a whole load of
trouble but why would I care my mom wouldn’t be able to make a good point in
our argument and my father he’s not coming home until at least 10:30 by then
I’m pretending to be asleep they won’t be able to talk to me. I’m in the clear, my
mom’s still not saying anything but I know she’s about to make a petty remark
about this whole thing, she couldn’t make a good argument even if she tried.
Mom:” Lila why do you always like to make your teachers mad?”
Me:”On the first day I usually like to give them a demo of what the rest of the
year is going to be like but as the years go on I usually get even tougher. Who said
that teachers were going to have it easy?”
Mom:”Go to your room, right now.”
Well I’m not leaving without one last piece of pizza. When I grow up I’m not
going to be like my mom. Her reaction was as if I killed my teacher. What’s her
deal? I mean going to my room isn’t that bad but she wouldn’t talk to me or take
the time to listen to me. Well I think she needs a lesson, I’m going to break her
favorite vase what do I care she needs the lesson! Plus when she finds the
remains she’s going to be mad and I’ll laugh on the inside what do I have to lose?
When I get to my room I wait till she finds the remains it’s going to be funny, the
look on her face it’s going to be priceless. I set the plate down with the 5 other
plates that will be on my floor until I clean my room. I go to my bed and get a
book and read. Then my stupid little brother comes in.
Me:”What do you want Malcolm?”
Malcolm:”Well I was wondering if you’d like to play a game with me?”
Me:”Why would I do that you the last person on that I want to see so go away!”
Then he starts crying like the baby he is wait this only means one thing and
that’s mom hearing him. Now that he’s crying it’s only a matter of time before she
comes to my room to take him away but on her way she’s going to find her vase
on her floor this is going to be fun. Well the augment at least because she’s such
an airhead she won’t know what to say or do but ground me. I hear her coming
it’s only a matter of time and just a couple of more steps. When I don’t hear
anything I know she’s here and not only am I prepared but I’m almost excited in a
way.
Well she found the crime scene and that’s when she called me over there
to tell her the truth. She asked me dumb questions like ‘why did you do it’ well
she knew I was mad what does she want? Then end the last of it.
Me:”Well I was so mad you made me go to my room without even trying to
reason with me that I decided to break your vase and I don’t see why you care
about a stupid vase.”
Mom:”I’m so mad with your decisions and actions why do you like to make
people mad is that something that comes to your head in the morning”
Me:”I don’t see why you would think differently.”
Mom:”You’re very smart for a 5th grader but that doesn’t mean that you could go
around being mean to people.”
Me:”Well that’s just me, so deal with it.”
Mom:” Your grounded Lila. Go to your room."I wasn’t going to let that happen so
I did the most desperate thing I can think of.
Me:”I’m sorry mom I shouldn’t have done that to my teacher and I shouldn’t have
broken your vase and I shouldn’t have talked to you the way I did.”
Mom:”That was nice but your still grounded Lila.” Well that’s that but I have this
feeling I have to say sorry for real because she defiantly needs it.
Me:”sorry mom I’m really sorry.”
I head to my room where once again I’m alone and happy but I have this
empty feeling. Oh well at least my dad’s not home yet and I am sleepy. I get ready
to go to bed and think about seeing my teacher tomorrow and that’s something
that I have to deal with and something I will hate……… well at least I’m going to
make her teacher life bad and that’s something to be happy about for now.