It was dark. I can hear the voices of excitement from children as he stepped in the class. Then, it was silent. As the bell rang, the student greeted him. Without wasting any second, he began his day.
He picked me up from his pencil case and my cover was removed. The smell of my ink filled the air. I really do not like the way I smell. Why my creators gave me a smell that many dislikes? However, I hope that I am useful to anyone who uses me. Espiecially when they spent money on me.
He bagan to write the objectives of todays lesson on the whiteboard. I really do not like the feeling when I was pressed hard on the whiteboard. Why must they be so rough? You will still get the ink no matter how hard you press. I am surprised at the lesson objectives today. It is long and complaints from the lazy students began as usual.
Everything was usual and began how the taecher planned. The bell rang, signalling the beginning of recess. The students get off their seats to have their luch. As for me, it is my break time too. The teacher picked up the cover from the table and close me. Finally, its over.