Chapter 43
CHAPTER 43
A long time ago, I think I was still in second grade .
I had a home visitation and my homeroom teacher came to my house, which I had just moved into .
It hadn’t been long since I moved to this new school, so I didn’t know much about the teacher and had no idea what she would say .
The teacher was a middle-aged woman with an amiable appearance .
She praised me for the diligent work I did from the first day I started at the school and said that there was a decision to be made in the next class to determine who would be the person to erase the blackboard .
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I was happy to be praised in front of my mother .
Besides, I was lonely in this new environment . I believed I now had an adult looking out for me .
But I did not .
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On the day of the assignments, everyone in the class raised their hands and ran for various tasks .
Caught off guard by the tremendous momentum of that moment, I was afraid to come forward to be in charge of the blackboard eraser and failed to raise my hand .
The teacher had prepared the children in other suitable tasks during the home visits in order to smoothly proceed with the class assignments .
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Some of the people in the class were so overwhelmed that they started crying .
I couldn’t forget the teacher’s happy face back then . She didn’t take notice of me or the children who had left their desks . However, it seemed to me that there was a feeling of joy that everything was assigned in such a short time .
At that time, I first learned to look down on myself .
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