English class had just started, with the math teacher substituting and the class taking place in her room. We had just been given new books recently, but had still kept our old ones for a bit.
The teacher called out our names one by one, like the french teacher usually does, marking down who'd done their homework. She had called my name and I was looking through the book, trying to find the page everyone said it was on, but always got to a different page.
I was getting worried that I hadn't done my home work, and started flipping through the book to try and find the graphic that was in the lower right corner. Finally finding it, I realized that I hadn't seen the page before in my life.
The teacher began to mark me down as not having done the work, shaking her head and reprimanding me, but then, looking at the page in my binder for the first time, I realized that I had done the exercises on that page in the old book, and shouted what I had done.
She nodded, marking this down.
Posted by Trevor Savage at September 21, 2003 8:37 AM