Black Room

What's for school?

Supposedly, schools aim so that people can learn to be smart. But for some, school is a sickening class and takes care of stupidity.

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The sun began to rise as soon as possible, me and Ripo walked out of the office in anger. We walked towards the local by swearing buk yana and buk de.

"For the sake of remediation, I had to bury my dream to be a poprov. God fucking. The opportunity has come. I can't even take it" Ripo cursed sadly.

I just kept quiet by holding back the growl. Ripo and I were selected into the futsal team lancek manih in order poprov in dhamasraya. I was elected even though I never participated in the futsal selection. While ripo never participated one day of selection, but his name is not referred to as passing the selection. We can be included in the list of futsal teams in the poprov event thanks to bang yondra. However, bang yondra had to re-drove our name because the school did not allow us to go and leave school with a period of one month porprov.

Ripo and I could be upset. But the reason the principal did not give us permission to leave was also not to blame. Until bang yondra can only nod, understand without being able to refute.

"Dikan and Ripo are third grade. Their time was only a few months away before the national exam. While there are still many lessons they have to pursue. I didn't expect, the student that I almost dropped out a year ago can now smell the name of the school" Stare at the head of the school sharply at me and ripo.

"But, sorry, I cannot allow my students to participate in this year's poprov. It'sit's nothing. I also want to allow them so that they can also carry the good name of this school. But the risk behind it is quite big. They will soon face a national exam. What if with the possibility of their legs broken and have to take a long school break"

"If we were allowed the principal. We'll definitely catch up with yanda, dika, and rezi. Duhhh very unfortunate our fate" Rutuk ripo upset. He kicked a plastic cup that was lying in our way. Ripo continued to grieve.

Ripo is right. Had we been allowed by the principal we would have joined yanda, yandi, dika, rezi, bang wanda and a few others who also had big names. I can imagine staying in the same mess in one month, training and matches, winning and losing. I can imagine it. Had we been allowed, it would have been great fun.

But how else? The principal's decision is final. Accept it or not. We still won't go to school and have to be at school every morning, wallowing in boring lessons.

I went into my local. While the ripo runs down the stairs to get to the local IPA below. We were immersed in books that were fooling. Turning away from the goal should make us smarter.