Vera Xavier felt her head throb with exasperation. The physics teacher was an extrely pragmatic man. Because she had scored a zero before, he hadn’t made her buy the practice tests that the rest of the class was required to get. Now, she had no idea where he had managed to dig up such a huge stack.
She cleared her throat and asked, "Do I have to do all of these?"
"Absolutely not!" the physics teacher said sternly. "You scored a ninety-nine in math but only a ninety-five in physics. You need so intensive review! From now on, you’ll do at least one physics test every day. I’ll be checking up on you at random tis."
Vera Xavier was so stunned she nearly collapsed. ’This physics teacher’s attitude has done a complete 180!’
Resigned to her fate, she took the stack of tests from the physics teacher. Just as she was about to slip away, the political science teacher approached with a grim expression. "Vera Xavier, what’s the aning of this? You scored above ninety on all your other subjects, but only got an eighty-eight in political science. Do you have a problem with , or do you just lack political consciousness?"
The question made Vera Xavier’s head spin. "It’s neither. There just wasn’t enough ti to review for this exam, and I hadn’t gotten around to morizing the material for political science yet..."
The words were barely out of her mouth when she realized her mistake. Sure enough, the political science teacher adopted the tone of a stern dean, his face darkening. "And you claim you don’t have a problem with ? You managed to review for every other subject, so why exactly was there no ti for political science?"
With a look of utmost sincerity, Vera Xavier said, "Sir, I know I was wrong! From now on, I’ll be sure to prioritize my political science review!"
"Since you have such a good attitude, I’ll forgive you," the political science teacher said, maintaining his stern expression. "Take these practice tests ho and work on them seriously. If you score this low in political science again, I’ll be making a house call."
Vera Xavier nodded furiously. Seeing the chemistry teacher start to walk their way, she quickly said, "Class is about to start, so I’ll head back now! Thank you all for your guidance and criticism. I’ll be sure to study hard from now on!"
With that, she clutched the stacks of paper and fled as if her life depended on it. ’This is insane! If every teacher gives a pile of tests, I’ll work myself to death just doing practice problems all day!’
The teachers all chuckled as they watched her go.
Juliana Taylor smiled. "I always thought it was strange. Her entrance exam scores were so high, so why did her grades beco so terrible afterward? It turns out the girl was doing it on purpose."
The political science teacher chid in, "Her family situation is a bit complicated. It seems she was being affected by things at ho. But it’s not too late for her to turn things around. She managed to score a 679 this ti, and with another month left, her scores can still go up. She could very well be our school’s next student to get into Veridia University after Nathaniel Nathan."
"If so, that would be wonderful," Mr. Taylor said with a smile. "But we shouldn’t put too much pressure on her. That girl is quite independent and has a mind of her own. Now that she’s set a clear goal for herself, I believe she’ll have a brilliant life ahead of her."
Just then, Principal Gage ca in and asked Juliana Taylor, "I heard Vera Xavier placed third in the entire school on this mock exam?"
"Yes, she did," Juliana Taylor said, her voice filled with excitent. "Principal Gage, thank you for giving Vera Xavier another chance. Otherwise, I’m afraid we would have failed this child completely."
Principal Gage looked deeply moved. "This whole situation has given a lot to think about. We, as educators, must be more attentive and caring toward our students. We can’t let a situation like Vera Xavier’s happen ever again."
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