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i'm not learning anything at school.
last year i was in primary school grade 6 (i know what your thinking, 'a twelve year old is so young, she's like a baby and doesn't know anything'. wrong i feel like i'm 25 or something,) lots of people at school hated my teacher because he made you do really hard work. he said he was trying to prepare us for high school. i go to high school this year and the maths is way too easy. last year i was in the top maths group, and when the grade 6s where learning about fractions we learnt about something harder, coz our maths teacher knew we already knew that. we learnt all the stuff you learn in high school in like year 10, like algebra, piephagoraus (sorry bout the spelling) and stuff like that. i go to high school and we learn long multiplication and long devision. me and friend know all this stuff. then we hear a new word, YAY! find out it's 'power of'. already done that. we used to learn a new thing every day. i'm not learning anything! this years maths teacher said, maybe at the end of the year we will do a tiny bit of piephagorous. he does an exaple, one side of the triangles 1, the other side is 2!!! i've talked to him, it'll get harder he says. Why cant it get harder now!!! i've talked to my parents. oh you poor thing. they don't care!!
i like the feeling of being better at something than everyone else (i know, sounds selfish), coz i suck at sports but i'm great at maths. no one cares!!!!!!!
they want everyone to be the same. they want everyone to be at the same level of maths, but while they are catching up, i am forgetting stuff i learnt last year.
and 'why are you walking not running?' 'coz i'm different!' not everyones good at sport.
'mum, maths is too easy'
'oh really."
i run to my room and cry.
i know CRY! i'm a freaking year7!!! and i'm crying. she never cares. never! i could be doing so much more, with my great intellect, but no. why can't i be in year12 now. 'it'll get harder' WHY CANT IT GET HARDER NOW!.
i've come to the conclusion that i have mental problems. i cry over maths. well not really. i cry that my parents dont care.
i wanna see a psychologist.
but every time i try to tell my parents about my theory i don't know what to say. 'i've got mental problems, coz i'm good at maths? cry allot? hate my suckish life?'
i'm so confused. if i can, how can i move up to the next grade.
i need help.
i need to tell my parents but they think i'm a joke
i want the better life that i'm cable of having
i'm sure i could even complete my VCE by now. (a little over exaggerating)
but how?
last year i was in primary school grade 6 (i know what your thinking, 'a twelve year old is so young, she's like a baby and doesn't know anything'. wrong i feel like i'm 25 or something,) lots of people at school hated my teacher because he made you do really hard work. he said he was trying to prepare us for high school. i go to high school this year and the maths is way too easy. last year i was in the top maths group, and when the grade 6s where learning about fractions we learnt about something harder, coz our maths teacher knew we already knew that. we learnt all the stuff you learn in high school in like year 10, like algebra, piephagoraus (sorry bout the spelling) and stuff like that. i go to high school and we learn long multiplication and long devision. me and friend know all this stuff. then we hear a new word, YAY! find out it's 'power of'. already done that. we used to learn a new thing every day. i'm not learning anything! this years maths teacher said, maybe at the end of the year we will do a tiny bit of piephagorous. he does an exaple, one side of the triangles 1, the other side is 2!!! i've talked to him, it'll get harder he says. Why cant it get harder now!!! i've talked to my parents. oh you poor thing. they don't care!!
i like the feeling of being better at something than everyone else (i know, sounds selfish), coz i suck at sports but i'm great at maths. no one cares!!!!!!!
they want everyone to be the same. they want everyone to be at the same level of maths, but while they are catching up, i am forgetting stuff i learnt last year.
and 'why are you walking not running?' 'coz i'm different!' not everyones good at sport.
'mum, maths is too easy'
'oh really."
i run to my room and cry.
i know CRY! i'm a freaking year7!!! and i'm crying. she never cares. never! i could be doing so much more, with my great intellect, but no. why can't i be in year12 now. 'it'll get harder' WHY CANT IT GET HARDER NOW!.
i've come to the conclusion that i have mental problems. i cry over maths. well not really. i cry that my parents dont care.
i wanna see a psychologist.
but every time i try to tell my parents about my theory i don't know what to say. 'i've got mental problems, coz i'm good at maths? cry allot? hate my suckish life?'
i'm so confused. if i can, how can i move up to the next grade.
i need help.
i need to tell my parents but they think i'm a joke
i want the better life that i'm cable of having
i'm sure i could even complete my VCE by now. (a little over exaggerating)
but how?