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Daily Deuteronomy

A very ordinary morning routine, I've been doing my whole life as a student. As usual, I went to school without saying goodbye to my parents, but they didn't even wake up. At first glance I remember the incident the other day, where Ms. Ayu did the activities of her housewife, preparing all the needs of her children. I'm sure even Ayu's father gets more priority. I was curious about such a life, back, I stopped this useless stupid thought.

My life is my life, they are my life. Pulling their lives into the standard of one's life is a foolish and senseless act.

After walking a few minutes from the usual place, greet with Mr. Saptam, I call it that because honestly I do not remember the name of this Father even though we have been three years of greeting like this almost every morning. Well, this is just the effect of short-term memory, if I were a little hard at digging up the memories in my brain, I would find his name with no difficulty. But I didn't do it, no. That's not necessary.

The same taste of coffee every morning never bored me. I intend to go straight into the classroom, unlike usual I will sit in the cafeteria for a few minutes. I was just, I don't know, bored.

Passing through the hall that is still a little dark, although it has been illuminated by lights, the atmosphere of the sky is still a little gray does not eliminate a strange feeling for teenagers like us. Not to mention the ridiculous story of those who say there is this creature there is that creature, Haha. In my heart I laughed at the absurdity of it.

A voice stopped my daydream, it came from in grade 3 of the red department, right in front of me. I just assumed that it was just the voice of someone who had come before Me, and not five steps, what I was thinking was true.

A girl was tidying up her stuff that fell on the floor, spontaneously I entered the classroom and helped her.

"Oh, Arfa. Morning"

"Morning too, as always you come too early"

"Hehe, you are too"

While we were cleaning this item, which was a tool for making a craft, we exchanged sentences.

"This is Mr Agus's job?"

"Yes, my class has been given his duty first and today the group I want to make the hours of his lesson later, so I bring all the tools"

Actually it does not need all in my opinion, this girl said her group means that this task can be done by more than one person, it will be very effective to divide the task or tool that must be carried. Well, I've known this kid because we're one eskul, and he's almost as much as me for coming in the morning blind so our relationship knows each other a little bit, and also-

"For friends"

I wasn't done thinking something, a man came and greeted us. She, Alfian 3rd grade red majors, is short of a classmate of this girl in front of me. Alfian and I were quite close, we often met in the teacher's room to replace our teacher's duties when they needed our help.

"The team went out in the morning increased by one person"

A little laugh, that was the sentence that came out of my mouth. They greeted my words with smiles and laughter, then our chatter continued a little.

Back to my own class, there were already a few people inside. Well, I can already guess the order in which the children come from my class, because I'm usually the first, I can watch the other children come, who, and when. I did it even when I was Junior High.

They say hello by staying in their seats while reading a book.

'Oh'. I forgot today there was a replay of one of the compulsory subjects in the yellow major. All right, just do it as usual. Following them, I opened the book that was in my desk drawer. For a heavy book like this, I used to put it in a desk drawer, not a few followed me. Although we were once reprimanded by the teacher for this.

Sheet by sheet opens, along with this I dig up past memories of the material being conveyed. Because this is a vocational subject, and I don't seem to ignore the teacher who gives the material. So, I just went back to reading what was in my memory, just in case my memory wasn't ambiguous in time.

Yuli, the next class greeted me from the front bench. He said something related to the subject I was reading. Naturally, we are one major, so maybe he also has a repeat today. If I don't remember wrongly, the first two hours of lessons will be my class, and the next two hours will be Yuli's turn. I guess they will rewind the break because the lesson hours are separated by the first break. Or in other scenarios they could have pushed back the repeat time of another day, the possibility is small. But there is always such a thing as possibility.

"So I met Ayu in front of your class, he saw you, just I didn't want to go in"

Iyeakah? I didn't realize it, I focused on the open sheet in front of me and matched it to what was in the head. I didn't notice around.

"Gw's just a kid who's worth a Yuli average"

Although in fact I have understood and understood about the subjects and materials given. So not opening a book and sleeping on my desk in the morning like usual is not a problem for me.

My compatriots and others came by offending us both and then confronted the girls across there with the threat that they would complain to Ayu. Yuli laughed and she said that before she entered, she had already asked Ayu for permission. It seems my relationship with Ayu is no longer hidden.

Men who are attracted to Ayu will undo their intentions because of the closeness of the two of us. This also applies to women who are interested in me, I do not boast about my appearance, even if a woman sees me only from physical appearance, they may not be interested. The thing that made them interested was probably because of my grades and expertise in the subjects. Although it is the past, but because the past will not erase those who already know.

Before Yuli left, she said something about Irwan and wanted to see him this afternoon, she took me. I'm curious about the situation, so maybe I'll go see the kid.

"Walk the way Yuli?"

The friend beside me grimaced and was greeted with other male friends around me, because our seat of the men was one row from a row of right-hand corner benches. Some of us already have a partner, not including myself. This kind of conversation has often appeared on the surface, I just follow the current.

The bell rang, the first lesson hour began. The teacher who was going to teach us had come along with two of our classmates who helped him bring his laptop and other equipment. Not until ten minutes later, our repetition began.

Four sheets of paper that are left corner over are held together with the steps circulated. We just need to write the Name, Class, and Date do the repetition. Multiple choice questions with a total of 20 multiple choice questions and 5 essay questions.

As usual, I've been doing all this time. I read the question and answered it immediately. That is if I know the answer, if I'm not sure which of the two answers is correct, I usually go back to reading about it and determine the next answer.

Well, about this I think it's easy. Most have been taught and utilize the memory of students because in some questions there are not in the book but explained at the previous meeting.

Twenty-five minutes passed, not half an hour from the start of this replay. I stood up from my seat and walked forward with the paper in my right hand.

"Woooooo"

"Viiiii"

The different expressions my friends put out. After giving the paper to the teacher, I was told to sit back, quietly waiting.

Of course not a few of my friend who stole the look to ask me. I just smiled without giving a reply, because I understand Master is focusing on me because the classroom atmosphere is starting to boisterous.

Sit down, and I watch my friend. Steal views, ask each other questions, code, preserve a paper, or even open a phone. It's normal, but, why have you done all that and haven't finished the replay since? Do you guys need me to teach you how to make the most of cheating?

Our guidance counselor opened the laptop, she asked me to connect it to the champ on our class projector. I'm doing. He opened a file with the Ms format. Excel, then directs the cursor here and there. Turns out it was the format for the outcome of our replay value today. My name is third so this teacher will have no trouble finding my name.

95

A number that has just been input by the teacher in the empty column on the right side of the Name column.A column with the words Value there.

"Jagoooo"

"Cummer"

Greetings from friends after seeing my grades monitored. The classroom atmosphere became increasingly boisterous and many children who were even brightly shouted and asked me about the repetition. In response, the teacher called me and I was told to wait outside.

I grabbed my school hat and walked out of class. This is more helpful than having to be questioned by other children.