Since we are graduating soon, our teachers told us to clean our desks. Belinda loves chatting with my classmates. She can chat all day long. The teachers did not know what to do with her, one teacher put her into a special seats separated from our class by 5 feet, and yet, she found a way to chat with her nearest classmate. I do not know how she managed to do it right under the teacher’s nose. The teachers had no other solutions but to put her in a place where none of her classmates were willing to chat with her. Unfortunately that place was my seat. Our teacher, Mrs. Feng told us to swap tables, and to clean our desks, so we did. Belinda had left a lot of ink on her table. I was very unfortunate because I had to clean it off, but I had nothing else to do, and I could not see a way out of this, so I cleaned up the ink on her desk. It was exhausting and made my hands so sore that I couldn’t even lift my arm. Once I was finished, then Mrs. Feng discovered that Belinda loved to chat with everybody, especially the classmates she thought that Belinda would not talk to. After that she found out that I liked to chat with Belinda’s former neighbors. She had no choice but to send us back to our former places. I was outraged, I cleaned Belinda‘s desk with all my strength, but Belinda didn’t even bother cleaning mine. All that hard work for nothing. I was exhausted and had a sore arm but I still had to clean my desk.

Since we are graduating soon, our teachers told us to clean our desks. Belinda loves chatting with her classmates. She can chat all day long. The teachers did not know what to do with her. One teacher put her into a special seat separated from our class by 5 feet, and yet, she still succeeded in chatting with the classmates nearest to her. I do not know how managed it right under the teacher’s nose, and I don’t think the teachers had any other solutions but to put her in a place where none of her classmates were willing to chat with her. Unfortunately that place was my seat. The teacher, Mrs. Feng told us to switch desks and after that she told us that we should clean our desks so we did. Belinda had left a lot of ink on hers. I was very unfortunate because I had to clean it off, but I had nothing else to do, and I could not see a way out of this so I then cleaned up the ink on her desk. It was exhausting work, it made my hand sore, and I couldn’t even lift my arm once I was finished. Then Mrs. Feng discovered that Belinda loved to chat with everybody, especially the classmates she thought that Belinda would not talk to. After that she found out that I liked to chat with Belinda’s former neighbors. She had no choice but to switch us back to where we originally switched from. I was outraged, I had cleaned Belinda‘s desk with all my strength, but Belinda didn’t even bother cleaning mine. All that hard work for nothing. I was exhausted with a sore arm, and I still had my own desk to clean. Nightmare!