Have you ever spilled coffee on your teacher? that's exactly what happend to me 4 years ago and let me tell you that it was really negative experience.
When I was in the 6th grade I had a teacher called Pnina. It was the last day of school year and everybody was very happy. Because of the big excitement there was an extreme mess but it didn't interest the teacher. The part of the certificates began and still nobody sat down. The teacher didn't have any choice so she started giving us the report cards. She called my name and I walked towards her but she started to shout and shout and I didn't know what happened so I leaned against her table. By the way there was a cup of coffee on this table. I think that I moved my hand and the coffee spilled on the tablecloth, on the floor and the worst: on my teacher's legs. And she had sandals.
to be continued...
When I was in the 6th grade I had a teacher called Pnina. It was the last day of school year and everybody was very happy. Because of the big excitement there was an extreme mess but it didn't interest the teacher. The part of the certificates began and still nobody sat down. The teacher didn't have any choice so she started giving us the report cards. She called my name and I walked towards her but she started to shout and shout and I didn't know what happened so I leaned against her table. By the way there was a cup of coffee on this table. I think that I moved my hand and the coffee spilled on the tablecloth, on the floor and the worst: on my teacher's legs. And she had sandals.
to be continued...
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