How One Teacher Ruined School for Me
My Nan came up to visit last weekend, and she brought some old report cards of mine that she had found in her house. They were from elementary school. That was when I still liked school. That whole thing reminded me of the time when I stopped liking school.
It changed in sixth grade. I didn’t realize my good eye had gotten worse, but the doctor said I should have another cornea transplant, so I put my name on the waiting list.