Class is Over

by Mei Asari

I have many funny stories about Learning English, but this time I picked one of the most stupid stories.

This story happened about 2 years ago. I went to Roosevelt Middle School. I was in 7th grade, and I came to Eugene only two weeks before I started school. I could hardly speak English. One day I went to a class. The class was called "On the Wing." This class was a study of birds, and I was just sitting in the chair, watching the teacher, a blackboard, and some student's faces (that's all I could do at this time). That day the teacher reported important things about the next day. "Tomorrow we will go outside and do bird-watching." But I didn't understand, and the teacher said what time to come here and told everybody to bring binoculars. "Yhaaa!" said everybody. "8:50? ok!" I thought.

The next day, I went to school and came to that class, but nobody was there. I waited for the teacher and everybody, but nobody came to class. But suddenly I could hear the noise of the next class. I was very worried about this. Finally everybody and the teacher came to class. But it looked like class was over. I asked the teacher, "When did this class was started?" I was frightened. The teacher said,"Well... this class started at 8:15 am."

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