‫بندر فاهد الشمري‬

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( Unit.16)
") About my classmates"):

We are a noisy lot, that is what our teachers say about us. This is largely
due to Atif. He is the noisiest of us all. His voice is like that of a bull frog
but volumes louder. It seems that he cannot talk softly. Actually he does
not talk, he shouts. Perhaps his living with his family of ten children has
something to do with it. In this noisy bunch lives a boy who hardly ever
opens his mouth. This is Zaid , the boy who sits next to me. He is such a
gentle and soft creature that one would think that he is a sissy. This is not
so. No one dares call him one for he is a member of the school's Karate
Club. Then there is Doris, our class monitor. She sits right in front of the
teacher's table. She is such a model student that all the teachers love her.
We all love her for she does not boss us around. She has given up doing
that long ago. All she does is to make sure that the teachers have
sufficient chalk and that the classroom is clean.
Right at the back of the class sits our class sleepy-head. Mat seems to
need more sleep than others. He catches cat-naps in between lessons. The
astounding thing is that he can fall asleep almost instantly. The moment
the teacher leaves after a lesson, Mat's snores start up and we know he is
at it again. Remarkably he wakes up when the next teacher arrives.
The other classmates too have their own unique personalities. Each
contributes his or her part to our class. All in all we are a group of young
children who perhaps are a bit noisy at times, but on the whole are well-
behaved and pleasant to be with.