Gülüsü Dünya Kadardi-ama bizi kurtaramadi (not so ordinary), chapter 2
She had 2 minutes to go to her room to get her bag and stuff, and then to the class. "Oh, whatever" she thought. She didn't even hurry. She went to the class 10 minutes late. The teacher was a little bit angry, but, come on, do you think that she would care?
"I was with the principal," she said with paying no attention to the teacher, she didn't even look at her.
"Ok, I'll check it later."
"Whatever."
The lesson was History Of Music, and the teacher was reading a long long chapter of the book they learn- well at least the teacher tought they were. Cause everyone was looking with meanless looks-probably daydreaming- and most of the people were sleeping. Melis looked at the class and yawned very loudly. It made the teacher stop reading and look at her angrily. Melis saw the looks and began to talk.
"What? This is my feeling and thought about the lesson."
"And what's that suppose to mean Miss Kaplan?"
"Oh, for god's sake, stop calling me like that!"
"I repeat, wht's that suppose to mean?"
"Well, hmm, it means, uhh, that your lesson is-BORING?" she said while looking at the teacher like is-it-so-hard-to-understand?.
Everyone was not asleep anymore and watching that conversation. They were curious about how would it end. Two detentions in one day? Well, that wasn't a new thing for Melis.
"And what do you want me to do, what's your advice?" teacher asked really angry, like a bomb ready to explode.
"Maybe we can do something else than listen you reading the chapters of that book. You know, that's not teaching."
"You're saying me how to be a teacher?"
"Well just advicing, but these are the things you have to do. The lesson is called History Of Music, so we need to learn something else than Mozart or Bach. We learn them everyday anyways."
"But this is a classical music conservatory."
"But the lesson is called History Of Music. Not History Of Classical Music. And except that, the only thing we do is sit and sleep. We should disguss something to learn, you know."
"You crossed the line. Get out!" the teacher yelled.
"I'm going but admit it or not, I'm right. Ha ha!" she shouted and striked the door behing her.
She walked the corridor, that teacher is a loser she thought. She reached her bag when she was walking, and searched hoping to find a cigarette or even a joint. But like always, there was no left. "I have to save a couple of them for times like these," she tought.
And she went off the school property. The weather was really beautiful that day. So she decided to take a walk, hoping that would help a little. She just walked on the streets with the Californian Sun. That was a hot day, really, and she took off the black T-shirt that she was wearing, but she had a slingy sleeveless black top on her. She put the T-shirt that she took off in her bag and continued walking. After a couple of minutes she heard lots of noises from the other way of the road. When she looked at the place that the noises were coming from, she saw a high school. The normal types of high schools were always interesting to her. Because her school was a lot more different than them. There were 2 guys who were making all of the noises.
"I was with the principal," she said with paying no attention to the teacher, she didn't even look at her.
"Ok, I'll check it later."
"Whatever."
The lesson was History Of Music, and the teacher was reading a long long chapter of the book they learn- well at least the teacher tought they were. Cause everyone was looking with meanless looks-probably daydreaming- and most of the people were sleeping. Melis looked at the class and yawned very loudly. It made the teacher stop reading and look at her angrily. Melis saw the looks and began to talk.
"What? This is my feeling and thought about the lesson."
"And what's that suppose to mean Miss Kaplan?"
"Oh, for god's sake, stop calling me like that!"
"I repeat, wht's that suppose to mean?"
"Well, hmm, it means, uhh, that your lesson is-BORING?" she said while looking at the teacher like is-it-so-hard-to-understand?.
Everyone was not asleep anymore and watching that conversation. They were curious about how would it end. Two detentions in one day? Well, that wasn't a new thing for Melis.
"And what do you want me to do, what's your advice?" teacher asked really angry, like a bomb ready to explode.
"Maybe we can do something else than listen you reading the chapters of that book. You know, that's not teaching."
"You're saying me how to be a teacher?"
"Well just advicing, but these are the things you have to do. The lesson is called History Of Music, so we need to learn something else than Mozart or Bach. We learn them everyday anyways."
"But this is a classical music conservatory."
"But the lesson is called History Of Music. Not History Of Classical Music. And except that, the only thing we do is sit and sleep. We should disguss something to learn, you know."
"You crossed the line. Get out!" the teacher yelled.
"I'm going but admit it or not, I'm right. Ha ha!" she shouted and striked the door behing her.
She walked the corridor, that teacher is a loser she thought. She reached her bag when she was walking, and searched hoping to find a cigarette or even a joint. But like always, there was no left. "I have to save a couple of them for times like these," she tought.
And she went off the school property. The weather was really beautiful that day. So she decided to take a walk, hoping that would help a little. She just walked on the streets with the Californian Sun. That was a hot day, really, and she took off the black T-shirt that she was wearing, but she had a slingy sleeveless black top on her. She put the T-shirt that she took off in her bag and continued walking. After a couple of minutes she heard lots of noises from the other way of the road. When she looked at the place that the noises were coming from, she saw a high school. The normal types of high schools were always interesting to her. Because her school was a lot more different than them. There were 2 guys who were making all of the noises.
