Math Exam

     Today, I took my math exam. I'm pretty sure I failed. I didn't understand a word. I have been getting bad grades in math lately, and I'm pretty sure it's because the class is harder. At the beginning of the year, I had nineties. I made it to honor roll, but lately, the best grade I got was a seventy five.

            My last three quiz score were forty seven, fifty seven and seventy five. Pretty bad grades, huh? The weirdest part if that I am passing. I have a seventy nine average! I mean, how could it be? To be honest, I don't want to know. I prefer just sticking with my grade and hope to do well on the exam tomorrow.

             I am pretty sure that my grade is up because of my home work.  I never missed one homework. I don’t talk that much, I can't. All the kids are Spanish speaking.  I don't mind not talking to them. It helps me concentrate. I do sometime fall asleep. I am right under the A.C, and I am in the corner of the classroom. It is easy to fall asleep which is probably why my grades are poor. 

             I almost fail the test before even trying. I didn't have a pencil and she said if I didn't found one inside the class room I couldn't take the test. Jose borrow  me a pencil. That took ten minutes, I spent the next five minutes looking at the test. I did three questions before the bell rang. So, that was my slice of life Thursday.