Cross My Limit
Short Story by. Alung Ilsa Putri source : woc.aises.org "Are there any questions?" A teacher who is standing in front of the blackboard asks all the students in the class. "Nothing, ma'am," answered the whole. "Okay then, don't forget to do your homework. Thanks and see you next week." "Yes, Mom. You're welcome." The teacher leaves the classroom. Everyone started squeaking with joy - especially me. I, who was just yawning and lazy, sparkled with a big smile. After three hours of lessons stuck with "annoying" lessons that immediately filled my brain, finally reached the finish too. The lesson is over. "Hey, Ca! Are you happy now that the math lesson is over?" teased my classmate who really understood what I didn't like. I chuckled, "Yes, of course! You know, I'm really against maths lessons," I joked to the laughter of my friend. I chuckled, for some reason my memory was suddenly...