The document recounts an embarrassing story from the author's student teaching days. While studying in the classroom, the author was distracted by a folded piece of paper on the floor. After picking it up, the author was confused about whether to be honest or not about taking it. The next Monday, the principal secretly invited the author and two colleagues to her office for brunch. The author was relieved to discover the paper was just an invitation to the meal, and not a reprimand. They enjoyed the food, which was timely as the author's stomach was rumbling.
The document recounts an embarrassing story from the author's student teaching days. While studying in the classroom, the author was distracted by a folded piece of paper on the floor. After picking it up, the author was confused about whether to be honest or not about taking it. The next Monday, the principal secretly invited the author and two colleagues to her office for brunch. The author was relieved to discover the paper was just an invitation to the meal, and not a reprimand. They enjoyed the food, which was timely as the author's stomach was rumbling.
The document recounts an embarrassing story from the author's student teaching days. While studying in the classroom, the author was distracted by a folded piece of paper on the floor. After picking it up, the author was confused about whether to be honest or not about taking it. The next Monday, the principal secretly invited the author and two colleagues to her office for brunch. The author was relieved to discover the paper was just an invitation to the meal, and not a reprimand. They enjoyed the food, which was timely as the author's stomach was rumbling.
It was 9 years ago when an embarrassing and unforgettable event
happened during my baccalaureate years. Allow me to share this wonderful story of mine. As a student teacher, I must burn my eyebrow to have a commendable performance level. Hence, more often than not, I have no time for hanging out or chatting with someone like friends. However, despite my concentration on the topic I was studying, fascinated with a neatly folded rectangular paper on the floor in the classroom. Tempted with it, I quickly stood up, left my study corner, walked toward it, and picked it up. Puzzled with an unexpected gift. I was confused about whether, to be honest, or not. Saturday is a great day for shopping and it was then Friday. Nevertheless, God’s virtue possessed me that I didn’t even know that my feet brought me to the Principal’s Office. Monday, another busy day for another week’s training; a day when the Principal secretly invited me and two of my colleagues to be in her office. Congratulations! Dear for the return you’d made. “Whew, Thank God, I got a wrong thought, “ I murmured. Relieved with anxiety. I led my fellow student's teachers and enjoyed the sumptuous palatable food especially the prepared brunch only for us. Indeed, it was just on time when my stomach started to rumble…. Pushed with the solid foods “ Burrrp.” Went the carbon dioxide out through my mouth shamefully