Maths TeacherA Poem by UnigoatI love maths. I'm good at it. To me, maths isn't boring. My new maths teacher ruined it for me. I wish I could set the genre as 'rant'.
You have to admit
That maths is pretty cool But it all changed for me When I moved to high school They don't have separate groups For those who are smart Or for students who need extra support I don't really like that part I am good at maths As well as several others in my class But we find our current work too easy We finish it too fast My maths teacher is old She looks at least fifty Apparently she's been around for thirty years And she's not very nifty At first I thought she was okay Until I asked her for assistance My laptop couldn't connect to the WiFi And this was her reply: "I'm sorry but I can't I don't know anything about this stuff" When she said that I thought it was enough "I really think that you should know how to fix your own computer" That was a pretty rude Comment from a maths tutor I got it fixed anyway Without her. On my own But that's not the only reason why I dislike her, I am not alone She expects everyone Even those not as good To understand everything she explains Though several have not understood If someone asks a question She'll answer very briefly She seriously needs to elaborate The student is too iffy She doesn't explain things well And she's is very boring She took the fun out of maths And left those who are knowledgeable snoring Some of us need challenging Because we have done this before Our brain needs to be exercised We need something more I wish I had my old teacher She was really cool And we had separate maths classes At my intermediate school I wish I could change colleges My parents don't like some of the staff But how can I leave my friends? I don't want to go down that path Or at least could I change maths teachers? Though that idea will never pass I remember the days when I looked forward to maths And loved the feeling when I stepped into class :,(
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StatsAuthorUnigoatWellington, Please don't stalk me., New ZealandAboutGreetings, eartling. I am a 12 year-old female human being who dwells among Kiwis in New Zealand. I hate bad grammar. Like when their, there and they're are mixed up. Or when someone forgets an apo.. more..Writing
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