They Are Gone

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It's official. I won't be able to see the practical teachers anymore. Yesterday we had a parting ceremony for them. It was chaotic but we manage to keep it in check. We had the ceremony before our Civic Education test, so it was in a rush of course. We entered the class 20 minutes late but what the hell, Civic is not that important by the way.

          Our class bought a big chocolate cake for them, Afiqah, a dear friend of mine, brought her cookies for last Eid. Ambia make sandwiches and some brought presents for them. I was totally oblivious about that and didn't bring anything for them. I don't know what kind of student I am. I should've at least bring something for them. But I didn't. So, at least I could do this for them.

Teacher, thank you for all you've done. I've appreciate it. I hope that we can meet again in the future one day. I really hope for that. You are the first teacher that I'm very comfortable with. There were no teacher before that could really go well with me. I hope you a great success in life. I love you so much and I'm thankful that you were there with me in my life. <3 Thank You, Teacher.
After the parting ceremony, all of us returned to the class. We were 20 minutes late. The teacher that assigned to watch us at that time was Mrs Hayati, the Account teacher. She was freaking mad at us. Man, chill out teach. It's just Civic and not Physics. Then, I did my test. This time, the question required a lot of thinking. One of the question was to state the responsibility of society in repressing the social problems that happen in our country. Damn, that was quite tough.

           The next teacher that was assigned to take care of us was, who else but the infamous, Mrs Woon of mine. I had prepared to see her for the entire of the week. And guess what, I think I saw her checking our Biology papers in the class. I saw her and I think she saw me too. I kept running away from her glance because she kept looking at me like I'm a criminal or something. I bet she was marking my paper at that time. So typical of her.

            After the test end (I didn't get enough time to answer one question more at that moment), I met Teacher Nana again. She gave me a letter. She did many things to me instead I did nothing for her. I was kind of disappointed in myself for a second. I should give something to her because I'm the student, right? *sigh* Shame on me!
This is the letter that she gave me... Sweet right?
PS. I went to the hot spring Gadek with my family yesterday night. It was awe~some! 

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