“If anyone gets something that isn't to their liking, don't be disappointed. The teacher believes that everyone in this room has chosen the best gift possible. Even if it's something you don't like, please respect the intention of the giver."

Colorful gift boxes were stacked in a corner. It's just decorations that Grade 6 students in Room 2 brought to help decorate the classroom for the New Year's party.

Twenty-seven gift boxes were lined up next to a pile of Christmas trees decorated with bells and edible candy wrappers. Children in the room were noisy. Music emanates from loud wireless speakers, creating an atmosphere.

Teacher Pan walked in with silence. She signals the end of the song with simple sign language, her sharp eyes gleaming behind teardrop-shaped glasses and a hint of determination. Even at such a young age, the atmosphere is mature enough to make elementary school students feel awe from the first time they meet them. Although on the outside, Teacher Pan dresses like a business woman. But the atmosphere given off was not suitable for business discussions that required compromise.

"Teacher, we'd better get some presents." She stole a glance at the small watch on her wrist. “If anyone gets something that isn't to their liking, don't be disappointed. The teacher believes that everyone in this room has chosen the best gift possible. Even if it's something you don't like, please respect the intention of the person giving it." The young teacher bowed her head slightly.

Even though the teacher just moved to teach at this school not long ago, But thanks to everyone in this room. We may be a bit mischievous, but it's appropriate for our age. Luckily, this year the problem didn't arise again...before we grabbed the gifts. The teacher asks for some homework. What is the teacher's homework like? Is it finished well?

Have you chosen a class representative yet?” A tall boy raised his hand at arm's length. He looked like a well-trained soldier. Eyes filled with responsibility Teacher Pan nodded before he walked out to the front of the class with a piece of paper in hand.

Hello Teacher Pan and all lovely friends in the room. I'm a Thammarak boy. Representing Po Hok Thap Song Room Today we will read an essay on the topic “Our Grade 6/2”.

We, Class 2, have been friends since first grade. Our school does not change classrooms when promoted. We are all very close because we have been together for a long time. But before we became this close, we went through a lot together.

My mother once said that good stories never make a person grow. Solving problems is what makes us grow stronger.

It's not that we never fought. I remember one time when I was in second grade. I once argued with Moss over which cartoon character was better: the boy who wanted to be the Pirate King or the spiral ninja.

I think that ninja is a little better now that he's become a father. As my mother once said, being a parent makes us better by leaps and bounds. But no matter what, the boy who wanted to be the Pirate King was definitely better because he was surrounded by friends and had dreams to pursue.

Friends, what do you want to be when you grow up? Is this still the same dream you had with Teacher Nusa when you were in third grade? I myself still remember the answers of some friends. If Kanda still wanted to be a nurse, I think she would do well because she would be less afraid of blood. As for Q, he must definitely be a national weightlifter.

I am disappointed that some of my classmates no longer have the opportunity to follow their dreams like I did in answering to Teacher Nusa...

My dreams have changed a little. In third grade, I told Teacher Nusa that I wanted to be a police officer like my father. Want to uphold the law Bring the wrongdoers to justice for their crimes. But now I want to be a lawyer. I want to make sure that everyone receives equal justice, no matter who they are. Or no matter how rich or poor

One thing that made everyone in Room 2 live together happily was an angel. It's not an angel like in fairy tales who only have to close their eyes or make a wish before they appear. A real, living, breathing angel, just like every friend in the room.

I would like to mention a friend who, although she is not in this room today...

'Yuri' is a kind-hearted girl. She is cute and bright and always smiles. I don't remember ever seeing her angry or mad at anyone. When she was in second grade, no matter how Kyu teased her, Yuri never once got angry or showed dissatisfaction. Instead, she was always kind to Kyu, no matter how hard he teased her.

Teacher Pan has just moved in and may not know Yuri. But we in Class 2 know her very well. She is good at studying, and her grades are number one in her class every semester. One time, she wrote an essay on the topic 'Friends' to submit to a provincial competition and won first place. When she went up to receive the award with the director in front of the flagpole, she said:

Thanks to all my friends in class two who made it possible for me to write this essay. This award doesn't just belong to me, but to all of my friends in the class.

Actually...I'd rather you be the one to write this essay and send it to the teacher. For this essay, everyone in the class will help write it. But there's absolutely no way it could be better than Yuri writing it.

Even though I've been the class leader since first grade. But I also often received help from Yuri. I once forgot to take my class's homework notebooks to the teacher's room because I was busy playing with my friends. When I got home I realized it. That night, I was so worried that I couldn't sleep because I was afraid that my friend wouldn't turn in the homework because I was the cause.

I planned to confess to the teacher that it was all my fault. But the next day, that teacher handed out homework books back to the students as usual as if nothing had happened. When I asked my classmate out of curiosity, Yuri said that Yuri wanted to help the class leader so he took the notebook to the teacher's room for him.

I wasn't the only one who saw her like that. I think my classmates all felt and saw the same picture. The incident where Yuri forgot to bring a plastic water bottle to the craft class confirms this well. Teacher Ruthai ordered to bring used plastic water bottles to make a pencil case. Yuri was the only one in the room who forgot to bring a water bottle, when his friends found out.

Everyone unitedly told Teacher Ruethai that no one in the room had brought a water bottle. Everyone was afraid that Yuri would be punished and said so without the slightest fear that he might be punished himself as well.

My mother taught me to be nice to everyone because good people are always loved. Yuri represents his mother's teachings well.

But with some people No matter how well you do it. He never once did anything good to us...

The big problem in the second room came when we entered the fifth grade. A tall new student with tan skin like an athlete. He slung his bag over his shoulder, looking mischievous like a villain in a Japanese cartoon, curtly introducing himself in front of the class with an annoyed tone in his voice.

It's an understatement to say someone is evil, but midway transfer student Polly is a devil. He teased everyone in the room. She's bigger, but Polly seems to have been through countless fights. He easily fell to the ground and cried. Open the skirts of every girl in the room.

Secretly took my shoes and threw them in the trash. He bullies everyone in every way he can think of every chance he gets. When caught or scolded, Polly will have a sneering expression on her face. "It's worth it to you," he said like that...

Once during computer class Polly was behind on work that the teacher ordered her to submit during school hours. He stormed to the back of the room and pulled out a large extension cord, shutting down all the computers.

“If I can't do it, send it. No one has sent it,” he said loudly before walking out of the room. An angry teacher shouted after her that she would tell Polly's parents about this matter, but there was no punishment at all.

I really like reading novels. Because my mother likes to read books. At home, there are bookshelves all lined up. My mother is a kind person and loves to read. My mother always recommends fun novels for me to read. Even though my father said that horror novels and detective novels are not suitable for children, But I think those stories are exciting and worth following. When I was concentrating on a book and accidentally looked up, I often saw my mother looking at me with pride in her eyes and a smile on her face.

Mom bought me a complete set of 13 Sherlock Holmes novels as a New Year's present. I always pick up one book at a time to read at school.

I know the word 'Plai Phrai' from a novel I've read. I think this word suited the situation of Room 2 at that time very well.

The reason Polly was hardly punished at all came from Polly's parents. The newly transferred deputy director is his mother. I heard that she used her connections to move here and didn't enter with the ability she should have.

Grade 5, class 2, in our year Deputy Director or Teacher May assumes the role of homeroom teacher.

Every time Teacher May walks into the classroom, no one in the classroom must make a sound. The whole class must be quiet. Otherwise, they will be punished by having a water bottle, stationary, or even a textbook in their mouth and standing with one arm on one leg until the lesson is over on that fateful day. If you're lucky one day, it's only until Teacher May finishes speaking.

I call it Witch Catching because I read it in a novel set in the Middle Ages in Europe. People accused of being a witch would be crucified and dragged throughout the city for people to throw things at. If they don't die from being dragged and thrown things. In the end, he would be burned alive amidst the laughter of the people in the village.

Polly's bullying continues to get worse, to the point where some of her friends are bleeding. Throw personal items in the bathroom toilet. Or even tear up your friends' homework books.

I couldn't bear it, so I raised my hand in the language class taught by Teacher May. I told him about what Polly bullied her classmates about. Teacher May listened to what I said until the end before telling her that her body and property were all her own. They must take good care of their own things. It's their duty.

They must know their duties and status. I am a teacher and I have a duty to teach and impart knowledge. They are students and have a duty to study and follow the teacher's orders. If they cannot carry out their duties No matter what society doesn't welcome them. have to go to prison

I think the school vice principal's son is the one who deserves to go to prison...

That semester was the first semester that Yuri didn't rank first in the class. Instead, someone as mischievous and stubborn as Polly gets first place. After everyone in the room knew the results Teacher May proudly announced to everyone in the class that from now on Polly would be the class leader because he was both a good student and very responsible.

When Polly was the class leader, it was more like a prison than a classroom. He keeps writing down the names of all the friends he doesn't like and sends them to the teacher to deduct points. Even though we haven't made any noise or even secretly talked at all. But none of the teachers actually deducted any points from us.

Every teacher would just take a sheet of paper and write down the names of the people they talked to with a tired expression. When I realized that it didn't work. Polly chose to stand the list of names for Teacher May alone. Teacher May will let us choose whether we want to be punished or have our behavior points deducted. Most of my friends chose to stand with their arms spread out on one leg. Carrying various things that should not be put in the mouth would rather result in points being deducted.

Teacher May is a chubby woman, wears glasses, and has a neat demeanor. A high-pitched voice that hurts the eardrums, often spoken loudly with a shouting tone. Mixed with a feeling of contempt and contempt. Silk dresses according to the color of the day are bright and unbearably annoying at the same time.

But sometimes our lives are like fiction in cartoons or novels. At first the protagonist has to fight the villain due to some misunderstanding. But once they understand each other, they will return to being best friends who always fight together.

Professor May took the Sherlock Holmes books. One of my books She reasoned that it was something that had nothing to do with her studies and was a nonsense book. I admit that at the time I was hurt and sad. Both feeling guilty towards my mother and wanting to finish reading the story I had left behind. But in the end, no matter what reason he said, Teacher May had no intention of giving the book back at all.

The surprising thing after that was Polly personally returned the book to me. He said with a shy expression, like people who are not very good at talking often show. I think this is the most important thing for you. I don't like it when I see other people lose important things. Stealing someone else's important things is extremely evil.

Even though my mother likes doing that, I don't like it either. Even though it's true that you like to tease others. But no matter what, I probably won't do this. He said that and then ordered that he must hide the book and not let Teacher May see it again because he secretly took it out and returned it without Teacher May knowing as well.

I just noticed at that time that even though Polly bullied others every day, But he never touched other friends' important things. Moss's expensive ping pong racket never disappeared or got scratched, even though he always kept it under his desk and never took it home. Pina's own diary was never torn up or even secretly read.

After understanding each other more...I think that from now on, good things will definitely happen in Room 2.

Yuri had unusually missed two weeks of school in a row. Yuri does not have a cell phone and does not use social media. None of her friends in the room were able to contact her. The person who seemed most worried about this turned out to be Polly. I saw him turn left and right in the morning line as if he was looking for someone since Yuri started not coming to school.

He teased everyone in the room, but never Yuri. Every time Yuri told him to stop he would stop immediately. Polly probably likes Yuri. At least I liked her more than the other friends in the class. I was even more certain when he raised his hand to ask Teacher May during Thai language class. Why doesn't Yuri come to school? He asked directly like that.

Teacher May turned around and answered in a calm voice. Because I got kicked out...

Teacher May gave a reason for expelling one of the best performing students in the school. Because they brought things to sell at school. The school has warned parents many times but the behavior has never been stopped. She also said that this is a school, not a flea market. What if other students bring things to sell at school?

Yuri comes from a poor family. I was able to study here because I received a free scholarship from the first time I entered. She had to go back and help her mother sell home-made snacks every evening and never got to hang out with her friends at school. We in Room 2 are very familiar with Yuri's mother's desserts. Yuri always sells it to his friends in the class.

Sometimes they bring desserts that mothers are trying out for the first time for free to try. Everyone in the room gladly bought the snacks she was selling. Not because of pity or sympathy. But because we all really love the taste of those snacks.

I don't see what's wrong with helping the family earn a living...I don't understand why schools have such nonsense rules.

The reason that Teacher May gave was a lie that was not very smooth. Polly came to tell us about it later. His mother said That child was too good at studying and outstanding. If that child is still alive Your child will never be number one in his class. Many teachers are starting to find out that mothers help their children cheat on test scores. Because of that, strict action must be taken.

Her mother came to school crying. Said that the family does not have the money to send their children to study at another school. Besides, now it's the middle of the semester. It would be difficult to get him to go anywhere. Although pitiful, those things are not my mother's problems at all. A mother's problem is the child. And now it has been kicked out of the way of my beloved son.

Polly himself was very upset about this as well. He said that his mother took good care of him and that whatever he needed, she would always get it for him. But Yuri is his best friend. She never responded when he teased her. They also always share their mother's snacks to eat. Helped him when he was bullied by another teacher who didn't like his mother.

He had never been able to jump as high as he could on a fitness test in physical education. At that time, Yuri told him that if he stayed and practiced as the teacher taught him after school, he would definitely be able to meet the criteria. She encouraged him until he finally succeeded. But someone so important to him had to be fired even though it wasn't her fault at all.

Polly blames himself for it being all his fault. If he could get first place in his grade on his own, Yuri wouldn't have to be expelled for not studying like this. He was just as hurt by this as everyone else in the room. No, I think he was probably the person in the room who was hurt the most.

I never thought that an adult could be so full of love and selfishness at the same time. Even though Yuri always said that Problems are there to be solved. If we can't solve it alone, we all have to work together to solve it. There's nothing we can't overcome together!

But this problem is bigger than us students in class two. Even if I take Teacher May's story to other teachers, it probably won't do anything. Teacher May got the position of deputy director through her connections. I have heard that Teacher May even knows and is close to people in the Ministry of Education. Even the school director wouldn't be able to help us.

Even if I take this matter to my parents, no one will do anything. Yuri's mother didn't have the strength to fight for justice for her daughter. In the end, Yuri will have to find a new place to study. I hope you will find lovely teachers and friends. A child who is a good student, cute, kind, and loved by everyone like you should be able to study.

I don't want her to have to stop studying and help her mother sell snacks to make ends meet. It's a shame...that a good person had to face such a fate.

But in the end We, Room 2, were able to overcome that problem. The story that happened with Teacher May I think it might be a family problem or some kind of conflict of interest. I'm sorry that that incident caused Polly to stop studying as well.

Teacher Pan may be surprised or may not have noticed that. There were a total of twenty-seven gift boxes that those of us in Room Two helped decorate the room... even though there were only twenty-five of us at the moment. The other two boxes were made by us with intention. Because no matter what...the twenty-seven of us will always be friends.

I miss our two lovely friends very much. And I think that all the friends in this room miss him and you both as well.

I'd like to end this report just like this...

Loud applause Some friends even stood up to show their appreciation.

There was only one person who did not applaud this amazing story.

It is an extremely well written essay. If the teacher teaches Thai language Everyone in class two will definitely get an A grade from this essay. It's a pity that the teacher doesn't teach Thai. But I'll try sending it to Teacher Wanee to read. The teacher believes that we should definitely get extra points.

On the occasion of this New Year's Day Teachers also have stories to tell to all students. Teachers think that if they can give homework to students, Teachers must also do homework.

But the teacher may not be a very good child. The homework that the teacher brought to the students today was a copy of the homework of one of my classmates. However, it's better than nothing to send, right?

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Today is the first day of school. I think that no one at school would definitely talk to me because I just moved here. None of my friends who played together in the neighborhood studied at this school. Mother shouted after me when I was hiding in Uncle Chai's car. “Study hard, child, and be nice to your friends.”

I intend to do that already...

The teacher's mother never told the teacher that way.

Teachers never have to be afraid that they won't get along with anyone. The only thing to be afraid of is academic performance. If test scores or grades dropped five points from the previous semester, they would be locked in the bathroom and skip dinner. Got hit by the stem of a gooseberry... Kids these days probably don't know each other anymore. It is a tree with long, slender, tough branches. flexible

Even though the fruit has a sour taste, it can annoy people who are trying it for the first time. But the branches that when given a little centrifugal force will break through the air until making a loud crashing sound. When the gooseberry stem splits through the air and hits my calf, the flesh on the calf will split open. Even though the wound isn't very big. But it was very painful. Mom doesn't want a fool. I don't want a smart person. Mom needs a smart person. Teacher's mother would say that when she shoved the stem of a gooseberry down on the teacher's calf.

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Today, my mother only gave me twenty baht in pocket money. I've never received this little pocket money before. If at school you could only buy water. Things at school are much more expensive than things sold outside. Even though today I made an appointment with my friends to actually have a cookie party together, if I tell everyone honestly, everyone will definitely understand me.

Because everyone is a good friend!

Twenty baht pocket money...

This child's mother probably had some reason for giving her so little pocket money. Do all students think the same as the teacher?

The teacher's mother was the kind of person who would sell her house or family inheritance so that her child could go to a good school. She actually did that when the teacher had to enter high school. The teacher herself at that time told her mother that she didn't need to do that because she was confident that no matter where she studied, she would be able to find a good job in the future.

But the teacher's mother said It is a mother's duty to support the teacher's chosen path to the best of her ability. Choosing a path in life is the teacher's right. But supporting the path the teacher chooses is a mother's right. Therefore, don't step on the physical rights and righteous duties of a mother...

The teacher's mother said that...

Teachers graduate from the country's top universities with the highest scores. Throughout my studies, I have never once had to do extra work to earn money to help at home. Even so, Mother Teacher is not a very good person.

Mother often has problems with co-workers. I used to complain about teachers' academic performance at school. It gave the teachers in the school at that time a headache.

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Today at school there was a special event like a festival. Senior high school seniors came to set up various booths in the school. High school seniors dressed cutely. Use your mobile phone to take fun photos.

Elders in second and third grade brought homemade ice cream to sell. I like the strawberry flavor the most. The sweet and sour taste spreads throughout the mouth. It's like chewing a giant strawberry in your mouth. The money my mother gave me was enough to buy just one child. My sister was so kind that she gave me another one and also scooped out some peach flavor for me to try. It smells so good! I think Mom should try making some peach-flavored desserts.

Today I am the happiest. Even though throughout the event I had to avoid that friend. But luck was on his side. We only met in line in the morning. After that, I didn't see his face all day and I secretly wondered if he was planning something evil to prank someone again...

Teachers think that every student knows or must have heard someone say how outstanding our school is in teaching and learning.

What some students may not know is the fact that this school is the dream of teachers from all over the country.

Excellent welfare The workload consists only of teaching work. Lots of paperwork or assessments that are not relevant to the student. Teachers at this school don't have to do it. The school's administrators hire special personnel to handle this task specifically so that all teachers can teach their students to the best of their abilities, which no other school in the country can do.

With those great Therefore, it is difficult for any teacher to become a teacher in this school. high competition The number of teachers needed each year is very small.

But among those excellent qualities, it doesn't mean that this school doesn't have any problems. On the contrary, the problems that arise are many times more difficult to deal with than other schools.

Because it is an excellent school and has a national reputation. The students who come to study here are not truly elite. They must be the descendants of people who are powerful or rich enough to use their connections to get their children to study at the best schools in the country.

More than ninety percent of the students here come from families that are perfect in every way. On the contrary, all the teachers who stood in front of this class came with their own abilities.

The story that Teacher May cheated on her own child's test scores So there is no possibility at all...

If they do that and even one of the students' parents find out about it, it will become a huge problem that the school has never encountered before. Each time a teacher enters a score, it must go through the tally of scores and test scores recorded by the subject teacher three times. The first time will be a check from the teacher.

The second time is from the homeroom teacher. and the third time from the academic staff who record scores in the school system. Cheating on test scores or grades is therefore not possible.

So, how is it possible to punish students by making them stand with a ruler in their hands and stand with one leg extended until the end of the class hour?...

So what exactly happened to the student named Yuri? Is there anyone in this room who dares to tell the teacher the truth?

When someone thinks of saying something The teacher himself will tell his story until the end.

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September 20

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Today, the snacks I prepared to sell to friends were stepped on again by the class leader. If he went in and scolded him, he would probably get punched in the stomach again. Last time, when it hurt to the point of crying out, the class leader kicked him again in the stomach. Shouting loudly in the room that if he continues to cry he will kill him...

Even though the other friends in the room were really that kind to me.

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I had my name written down by the class leader and given to the teacher even though I didn't talk loudly or do anything wrong. The teacher didn't actually punish him, but said he would deduct points for his behavior. But I think the teacher probably didn't really do as he told her to do. Otherwise, I would never have gotten number one in the class. Because every time the teacher told the class leader to write down the name of the person I was talking to, my name would always be there. Right away...

Even though you haven't actually done anything wrong.

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December 20

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My whole body smelled of milk. The class leader and his friend took the milk that the school gave out to him to drink at around ten o'clock in the morning and poured it on my body and it got soaked. I tried to escape. But the class leader said that if he ran away or resisted, his father would deal with it. The room chief's father was a high-ranking police officer. He would always tell the story that if he didn't like someone or if anyone did something that displeased him, he would have his father take him and put him in jail.

Because of that, no one in the room dared to disobey the class leader's orders. My best friend just stood and watched from a distance. I didn't understand why the class leader had to tease me all the time. When asked, he smiled and said, "Because you're annoying." Even though he has everything I have more money than you. Whatever you want, why? Why?

After taking a shower, wash yourself off. I have to wear the spare PE uniform provided by the school. Even though all my friends in the class were wearing white school uniforms. When I walk out of the room, I get strange looks from fellow students in other classes. Other people in the school must think that I peed or pooped on my pants.

I don't want to come to school anymore...

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December 20

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Even though I really didn't want to come to school, my mother forced me and said Until I got a free scholarship Until I was able to find money to pay for school uniforms How can I quit when I'm about to graduate from sixth grade in two years? So I had to come to school.

When they saw me, the class leaders covered their noses and whispered, "You're the one who stinks." They laughed happily. The other roommates who didn't know must have thought that I pooped all over my pants because the room leader told me about it, that's for sure. Disgusting eyes stared at me everywhere and every time, when I was standing in line, in the cafeteria.

Even when I was studying in the regular classroom and a friend from another class walked by the front of the room and accidentally made eye contact with me, I would turn away. I would think, "I'm in the fourth grade and I'm still pooping in my pants."

I hate this school...

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Today I have a new friend and a new homeroom teacher. He is a tall, dark-skinned, strong-looking boy named Polly. The new teacher's name is Teacher May. Appearing to be a very strict teacher, Teacher May looked at the students in the room for a moment before speaking, “I hope they won't cause trouble like last year.”

Using the word 'em' wouldn't be appropriate at all. There was only a group of class leaders that caused problems for Teacher Ple, the previous homeroom teacher. After finishing homeroom Teacher May immediately called me into the teacher's room.

Teacher May asked about things that happened in the room and general things, such as what was the atmosphere like in the classroom? Is there anyone trying to tease your friends in the room? I answer all truthfully. I believe that Teacher May will be able to handle the problems that arise in our second room. Teacher May is the new deputy director of the school.

Normally, I wouldn't come down to teach or be a homeroom teacher myself. Class 2 is really a problem in the eyes of every teacher. Even though I'm sad that it's like this, I can't help but accept it. We are the problem...no. Our room really had a problem.

After listening to the room's problems from you with a solemn expression, Teacher May also said that the first thing to do is change the class leader. But you can't change it immediately. In the meantime, let me be careful and stay away from the old room leader.

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July 20

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Polly helped me again. The room leader tried to stuff trash under my table. Polly came in and saw him and told him to take out the trash. The head of the room pretended not to give in. Polly walked closer to him until their faces were almost pressed against each other before whispering something. The room leader threw trash on the floor in annoyance before walking out of the room.

I'm so happy to have Polly in my classroom...

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My mother was attacked while on her way to sell snacks. Mother was shot in the chest. The police said that the crime scene was a deserted alley with no people. The CCTV camera that was installed suddenly broke. There is no evidence that can be traced to the culprit. Mother is a good person and has never had any conflict with anyone...I can't imagine that anyone could do that to mother...

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I think I know who shot him. former room chief (Teacher May really did as she was told.) Carrying the snack wrapper, she happily walked around the room eating it. I remember it well because it was a snack that my mother had just tried making for the first time to sell. There is no way that such snacks are sold anywhere else. Even if there is, it shouldn't be in the same box, right?

The former class leader purposely took that box of snacks to walk around and eat on display. He also acted kindly and offered it to me to eat. Even though in fact, he probably intended to make me know more.

I think, I think..

How are you, students? Teacher's story Might be a bit difficult for sixth graders. But the teacher said that quick-witted children like you would be able to understand the story that the teacher was telling easily.

Please be patient about collecting gifts first. There is still another piece of homework that the teacher has assigned to do. Oh, except for the class leader who didn't get this homework. Oh, the teacher must have given the class leader too much work if he had to do two pieces of homework before New Year's Day. This homework therefore belongs to everyone in the room except the class leader...

The teacher thinks that the class leader must want to listen to the essays that his classmates wrote on the same topic as the class leader. Let's listen together.

Essay on “Our Grade 6/2 Room”

When we first received this homework from the teacher, We didn't know what to write. No matter how we worked together, we couldn't think of anything. A friend suggested that writing down a 'true story' would be enough to take to the teacher.

Someone argued that “So it won't turn into a horror short?”

Even so, we intended to write only the truth...

Yuri is a student who received a free scholarship and transferred in the second grade. She is a cute, kind child. But I often get teased by my male friends in the room. Because she often wears old clothes and doesn't have enough school supplies. Don't have toys like other friends.

At first it seemed like a simple prank. But when Porsche saw that Yuri would always be number one in the class, he was not satisfied.

“Why did I have to lose to such a low-class person? People who don't even have a cell phone,” he told Moss.

But things took a turn when Teacher May became the homeroom teacher and Polly became the head of the class.

Porsche doesn't seem to like it very much. He keeps saying,

“I really want to kill this mother and son. It's better to let dad handle it."

He always threatened his classmates with the same words.

After Yuri missed school for two weeks because her mother was hospitalized after being shot, Teacher May also died from being shot.

But Polly still comes to class as usual. In our eyes, he is an extremely strong person.

"Who is it? Mom was shot dead...it's so pitiful." Porsche suddenly spoke up in the middle of the classroom. Polly, who seemed to have blood on her face, punched her target mercilessly. Porsche could only protect himself with his hands and was unable to respond. When he had exerted himself to his heart's content, Polly walked back to her original seat as if nothing had happened. Porsche was crying on the ground in a pitiable state.

Not long after that The room leader was suddenly called in because the police wanted to interrogate him further. Porsche stood up in the middle of the room and said:

“This is the gun used to shoot that annoying old lady.” He held a black gun in the air and waved it in a terrifying manner. The other roommates ducked under the table and screamed in terror.

“Let's make our room peaceful! After all, we're all friends, aren't we?” he said, pointing his gun at Kanda.

Porsche proudly recalled that He was the one who shot Teacher May himself. The gun used to shoot was stolen from his father's office. The father said that the case is currently under investigation. Still no clue The police aim to find the murder weapon before they can continue their investigation. He has a great plan for this. But everyone in the room has to work together.

“For the second room to be as peaceful as yesterday,” he told those like that.

One evening, Porsche called Polly into the bathroom. Moss used the prepared hammer to hit the back of his neck with full force.

“At the back of the neck, hit it there and it will fall asleep. If you hit it hard enough it might kill you. I read it from my mother's book.”

What Porsche did next wasn't in the plan. He touched and punched. Take the hammer and hit Polly's unconscious body again. Shouting loudly like a beast After exerting himself until he was panting Porsche nodded to the other friends in the bathroom. The person in the bathroom at that time knew exactly what to do next. They don't want to do it.

No one in the room wanted to do this. But we do know what lies dormant in Polly's chest bag all the time. It's a gun, a dangerous thing that can kill anyone with little more than a click on a mouse.

Saws, knives, scissors, all kinds of sharp objects that the friends in the room helped to transport and turn, chop, and cut onto the body of the room leader. Porsche had six of the biggest male students in the class work together to turn the lifeless body around. Reasoning that just six people would be enough. I don't want my friends' clothes in the room to be stained with more blood than necessary.

Meanwhile, he sat swinging his legs over the bathroom sink and watched as a friend was cut into pieces.

Once each piece was turned, a friend put it in a black bag before passing it to another friend in front of the bathroom. Take it to other friends who are scattered in different areas of the school according to the names and places you wrote down. On that day, everyone's school bags would be empty. School books would be kept under the school desk so that Polly's pieces could be taken home.

“But don't throw it away. May everyone keep a piece of their important friend safe. If I know who threw it away, I'll definitely find it.”

The next day, Porsche puts the problem gun under Polly's desk. Three weeks later, the housekeeper who took the desk out to the school's storage room found the gun and informed the school director about it, which eventually went to the police.

“I don't forget to wipe off my fingerprints. As for his right hand, Moss kept it. Just hold the gun with your rubbery hand and you're done.”

Porsche floats forward. He probably thought it was very clever to come up with this plan.

Just reading a lot of detective novels that I got from my mother and thinking that I could kill anyone like that...

He's so obnoxious. But we can't do anything...

We, Room Two, miss our two good friends. Teacher May herself is sometimes fierce. But Teacher May can always rely on us.

Today must be New Year's Day at the school just like Teacher Pan said. We, Class Two, intend to write this essay out of remorse and sorrow for the passing of the person we love the most.

What we can do is give gifts to the teachers we really respect...

Happy New Year, Teacher Pan.

Actually, teachers don't need any more gift from you than this wonderful essay...

But thank you very much for the wonderful New Year's gift.

Teachers also have gifts to give. For the class leader who has worked hard all year. If the teacher doesn't give you anything, you can't be called a good teacher.

This story has always been taught by my teacher...

Teachers often say that ideally we shouldn't give gifts to specific students in the classroom because it will make the other students in the class think that the teacher has likes and dislikes. But if one student in the class really deserves a gift or prize, don't hesitate to give it. It will be great for motivating other students in the room.

If it were a student who really deserved a prize, other friends in the class wouldn't think that the teacher was loved or hated.

My teacher when I was at university taught me that...she is a disciplined teacher. Always come to teach at the university on time. The teacher also had this teacher as a mentor while doing research, so we became very close.

She likes to read novels. When I go into the room, besides seeing him working, I also see him reading a novel. Maybe it's because she also teaches literature subjects. I've heard that her house is surrounded by bookshelves, like a library.

I'd say it's similar to the room leader's mother...

How are you? Knowing the thoughts of the classmates, does the class leader still want to be surrounded by friends like he said at the beginning?

The teacher said that if you were like the class leader Teachers would rather be surrounded by books like the classroom leader's mother.

But the class leader probably knows that books can't protect us from knives and guns...

When the teacher first learned that she had to teach the last class of students, Mom was excited. My younger brother always tells me at home that Mom is such a good person. She's so good in the classroom. He is a very brave and bright child.

Thank you, second class students. For giving an important younger brother as a New Year's Day gift to a teacher...

Even though there were as many as twenty-seven boxes, Eh, I'm not sure if the room leader knew about this or not. Let's just count it as twenty-six boxes first. How heavy and difficult would those twenty-six boxes be to carry back? Today, the teacher will accept all of them...

What? I never knew before that they were the same family.

Because the teacher is married, she must change her last name to her husband's. Moreover, the teacher will look more like his father. As for the younger brother, he will be like his mother.

But the class leader looks exactly like her mother.

Okay, the teacher was talking about personal matters for a long time. Before the atmosphere is ruined even more The teacher would like to give a special gift to the class leader before we grab the gifts. Don't forget. If you get something that isn't to your liking, don't be disappointed. The teacher chose this gift with the best care.

Teacher Pan picked up a box that was carefully wrapped in blue wrapping paper with a pattern of cookies and various snacks. Its size was the same as the 27 boxes decorated beside the pillar.

Smiling faces continued to walk closer to the classroom head's desk amidst the sound of clapping among classmates. Instead, he responded with a face filled with fear and tears.

Happy New Year May the room leader and his "family" be happy forever...