Frustration (Short Stories)
Story 2
Have you ever felt like something bad was about to happen? Well, it happens to me all the time, except something actually does happen. Yes, it does suck, but this is life and life sucks.
Oh, I forgot to introduce myself,
I’m Jonita Cazma and everyday something different happens. Different could be sometimes good, but mostly bad. Like yesterday in school I got 70% in my math test.
Yes, it may sound like an excellent score, but you know Asian parents! After receiving 70% in math, I felt quite proud of myself because my marks were the same as before.
But when I went home, oh! I can’t tell you how much blah blah blah I got!
I pretty much remember their whole speech. It went something like this; “Jonita honey, what did you get for your math test?” That was mum. Instead of telling her I showed her.
“What!”
Expected. And now it begins.
“What will I tell your aunties and uncles? Are you trying to bring our family to shame? How will you become a doctor with 70%? Tell me Jonita.
How many times have I told you not to go on Face book and that crap? This will get you nowhere in life, you will most likely end up as a cleaner. Do you get me!!?? That’s enough! You’re in year nine and these are crucial years, I don’t approve of you getting so low marks.
I am going to tell your father to block Face book and the TV for you. Until you start getting no less than 97%.”
She doesn’t even let me speak once. It’s kind of funny; her Indian accent with English is hilarious. Seriously who wants parents like mine, except for dorks. I’m not one though. I guess I must get 97% from now on, in every test.
Face book I’m so going to get you back!
“Jonita, get up!” My mum yells at me. She’s my personal alarm clock.
“Coming, coming.” It’s already 7:20 am, 7:20 am! What! I’m going to be late. See, I have to get up early because I’m slow, and I must leave at 8:10 am. And mum has to drop me. Yes, you must be thinking, why don’t I just catch the train? Well, yes I would, but I can’t, because there are boys on the train. My mind should be on studies, not on boys, but it isn’t on either, so I don’t see the problem.
“Let’s go mum.” We drive off to school. Mum drops me right in front of the gates. Of course, I go to an only girl’s school. It’s not like some random man is going to come and harass me or something.
“Bye mum.” I normally don’t say bye to her, but if I don’t, then she’ll come outside and start kissing me. Embarrassing!
I run to class, give my test back to my homeroom teacher.
First we have geography. Then we have a few other boring classes, like history. Then we are back to homeroom. End of the day. Nothing had happened, no awful bits. I got that much.
But what will happen at home tonight?
Oli
tell me who many of you face these types of problem
Oli
is it always or sometimes ?
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