Fiction
4 min
A Typical School Day
Alvin Wang
A Typical School Day
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Schedule (Created by Gabriel, AKA the Cool Kid)
8:30 - Math - I'm not the best at it, though Mr. Brown is a good teacher.
9:30 - Computer Science - One of the best classes.
10:30 - Recess - Time to hang out with friends!
11:00 - Science - Mrs. Shilok is very mean, so watch out!
12:00 - Lunch - Let's eat!
12:45 - History - Try not to fall asleep.
1:30 - English - My favorite, and I'm really good at it too!
2:30 - Social Studies - An okay class.
3:15 - Dismissal - School is over!
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August 22, 2025
Every day of school goes basically the same way. So when I was in my first day of sixth grade, I developed a plan to get through a typical day well. It hasn't failed me yet, and hopefully it won't today!
Alright, first class, let's calmly stroll in. Here's my seat. "Oh hi, Justin," I say. But he can't say hello back because Mr. Brown is starting to lecture.
In the middle of his lecture, "Mr. Jones," goes our teacher. "Please tell me, sir, if x is equal to 5 in this expression, what is y?" "Huh?" I say, "Oh, that's 53." "Correct," he responds gruffly. Everything's going well so far. I'm actually proud I got that correct. I wasn't really listening to him. I'm kinda like a, you know, a cool kid. But math's not my best subject, so that's a point for me.
Computer science is a good class, though I mean, it's mostly for us to goof around. "Class, please fetch your computers, and finish your python code." says Mr. Fafiel. And then he leaves the room with another teacher as a replacement for him. We start working, but there's nothing to stop us from chatting, so like I said, it's a pretty chill class.
And, there's the bell! Two periods done, only four to go. It's recess, so I guess I'm going to the blacktop, where Justin is. We hang out for a bit until recess is over, and I stroll to my next class. Though this might be one of the worst parts of the day, because Mrs. Shilok is super mean. Let's try not to get detention.
"Hi, Mrs. Shilok." I say. She responds with a grunt. Yeah, that's pretty typical. But here, I actually have to pay attention, because science is my worst subject. She starts explaining basic cell division, and it makes sense. But then she dives into some more complex stuff. "Mrs. Shilok, could you please explain mitosis again?" Oops, bad idea. "Were you not listening? I explained it very clearly. Right, class?" she says, annoyed. Some people don't actually agree with her, but making Mrs. Shilok mad is a big no, so they all nod.
She sighs loudly. "Really, you must listen, Mr. Jones. That deserves detention." "No!" I think to myself. "Hold on," says Justin, "He didn't do anything wrong. He's right, you didn't explain it very well." Yes! Justin for the win. Now normally, this would just make it even worse, but Justin is a good student and she wants to be nice to the people who actually do well. So she grumbles, but says, "Fine.", and explains it one more time. The rest of the class goes well.
At lunch, I find Justin's table, and I say "Thanks for saving me back then." "No prob, buddy," he responds, and gives me a fist bump. We've been friends since kindergarten, so we have a great relationship. We then play a bit of basketball after we finish eating, and soon, the bell rings again. This plan is going great.
Time to walk into Mr. Scrumple's class. I don't have anything against him, but personally, I've always hated history, and he is an extremely boring teacher. He drones on and on. Oh well, let's see how it goes. "Today, we will be talking about Christopher Columbus." announces Mr. Scrumple. "In 1492, a person called..." And he drones on and on, and I almost fall asleep. Thankfully, I save myself at the last second. My lab partner in science did not stop himself though, and he snored throughout class so much that Mr. Scrumple had to give him a whack with his cane. He suddenly woke up, alert. Everyone laughs, and he blushes, embarrassed.
Alright, English is my favorite subject, so this class is going to be great. "Everyone," says Mrs. Rodreguiz, "I hope you studied for the test today." She starts passing papers out. "Wait, there's a test today?" I think anxiously. "At least I think I can still do well. After all, English is my best subject, not only my favorite." "And, begin."
I start doing some multiple choice problems. "Easy," I say to myself. Next, I write an essay, I check for grammar, all good. Onto the bonus problems with still ten minutes to spare! "Hold on. We never learned this!" I raise my hand, but apparently Mrs.Rodreguiz left the room. When she comes back, the time is up. "Uh oh. I hope I ace this thing." We're dismissed. Only one class to go!
"Hello, there." says Mrs.Pemberly. "Today, we are going to go over a test we did the past week." I don't remember what answers I got, but strangely, she never passes the tests back to us. "Instead of giving these to you, I decided to try something new. These tests are going to your parents so they can see how good you did." she says, responding to the confused looks we're giving her. Then, she starts going over the first question, which is about economics.
School is over! "Bye, Justin!" I say. I walk home, grateful that I didn't get detention. My house is only about five blocks away, so it's only a five minute walk. At home, my dad says, "Gabriel, will you please come over?" I slowly come over, unsure of what's going to happen. "Why did you get a C on the social studies test?" Busted.
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August 24, 2025
An update on the quiz: Apparently, when I was supposed to study for the test, I kinda goofed off. Oh well, at least compared to other people, I didn't do too bad. Better luck for me next time, I guess.
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Schedule (Created by Gabriel, AKA the Cool Kid)
8:30 - Math - I'm not the best at it, though Mr. Brown is a good teacher.
9:30 - Computer Science - One of the best classes.
10:30 - Recess - Time to hang out with friends!
11:00 - Science - Mrs. Shilok is very mean, so watch out!
12:00 - Lunch - Let's eat!
12:45 - History - Try not to fall asleep.
1:30 - English - My favorite, and I'm really good at it too!
2:30 - Social Studies - An okay class.
3:15 - Dismissal - School is over!
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August 22, 2025
Every day of school goes basically the same way. So when I was in my first day of sixth grade, I developed a plan to get through a typical day well. It hasn't failed me yet, and hopefully it won't today!
Alright, first class, let's calmly stroll in. Here's my seat. "Oh hi, Justin," I say. But he can't say hello back because Mr. Brown is starting to lecture.
In the middle of his lecture, "Mr. Jones," goes our teacher. "Please tell me, sir, if x is equal to 5 in this expression, what is y?" "Huh?" I say, "Oh, that's 53." "Correct," he responds gruffly. Everything's going well so far. I'm actually proud I got that correct. I wasn't really listening to him. I'm kinda like a, you know, a cool kid. But math's not my best subject, so that's a point for me.
Computer science is a good class, though I mean, it's mostly for us to goof around. "Class, please fetch your computers, and finish your python code." says Mr. Fafiel. And then he leaves the room with another teacher as a replacement for him. We start working, but there's nothing to stop us from chatting, so like I said, it's a pretty chill class.
And, there's the bell! Two periods done, only four to go. It's recess, so I guess I'm going to the blacktop, where Justin is. We hang out for a bit until recess is over, and I stroll to my next class. Though this might be one of the worst parts of the day, because Mrs. Shilok is super mean. Let's try not to get detention.
"Hi, Mrs. Shilok." I say. She responds with a grunt. Yeah, that's pretty typical. But here, I actually have to pay attention, because science is my worst subject. She starts explaining basic cell division, and it makes sense. But then she dives into some more complex stuff. "Mrs. Shilok, could you please explain mitosis again?" Oops, bad idea. "Were you not listening? I explained it very clearly. Right, class?" she says, annoyed. Some people don't actually agree with her, but making Mrs. Shilok mad is a big no, so they all nod.
She sighs loudly. "Really, you must listen, Mr. Jones. That deserves detention." "No!" I think to myself. "Hold on," says Justin, "He didn't do anything wrong. He's right, you didn't explain it very well." Yes! Justin for the win. Now normally, this would just make it even worse, but Justin is a good student and she wants to be nice to the people who actually do well. So she grumbles, but says, "Fine.", and explains it one more time. The rest of the class goes well.
At lunch, I find Justin's table, and I say "Thanks for saving me back then." "No prob, buddy," he responds, and gives me a fist bump. We've been friends since kindergarten, so we have a great relationship. We then play a bit of basketball after we finish eating, and soon, the bell rings again. This plan is going great.
Time to walk into Mr. Scrumple's class. I don't have anything against him, but personally, I've always hated history, and he is an extremely boring teacher. He drones on and on. Oh well, let's see how it goes. "Today, we will be talking about Christopher Columbus." announces Mr. Scrumple. "In 1492, a person called..." And he drones on and on, and I almost fall asleep. Thankfully, I save myself at the last second. My lab partner in science did not stop himself though, and he snored throughout class so much that Mr. Scrumple had to give him a whack with his cane. He suddenly woke up, alert. Everyone laughs, and he blushes, embarrassed.
Alright, English is my favorite subject, so this class is going to be great. "Everyone," says Mrs. Rodreguiz, "I hope you studied for the test today." She starts passing papers out. "Wait, there's a test today?" I think anxiously. "At least I think I can still do well. After all, English is my best subject, not only my favorite." "And, begin."
I start doing some multiple choice problems. "Easy," I say to myself. Next, I write an essay, I check for grammar, all good. Onto the bonus problems with still ten minutes to spare! "Hold on. We never learned this!" I raise my hand, but apparently Mrs.Rodreguiz left the room. When she comes back, the time is up. "Uh oh. I hope I ace this thing." We're dismissed. Only one class to go!
"Hello, there." says Mrs.Pemberly. "Today, we are going to go over a test we did the past week." I don't remember what answers I got, but strangely, she never passes the tests back to us. "Instead of giving these to you, I decided to try something new. These tests are going to your parents so they can see how good you did." she says, responding to the confused looks we're giving her. Then, she starts going over the first question, which is about economics.
School is over! "Bye, Justin!" I say. I walk home, grateful that I didn't get detention. My house is only about five blocks away, so it's only a five minute walk. At home, my dad says, "Gabriel, will you please come over?" I slowly come over, unsure of what's going to happen. "Why did you get a C on the social studies test?" Busted.
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August 24, 2025
An update on the quiz: Apparently, when I was supposed to study for the test, I kinda goofed off. Oh well, at least compared to other people, I didn't do too bad. Better luck for me next time, I guess.
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