if i had a death note when i was in grade school, she would certainly be in it

i remember back when i was in third grade, my teacher absolutely hated me. and she didnt hide it. what made things worse was that she was my class adviser. so it was my first time that no one defended me before my other teachers.

from prep to 2nd grade, i remember my mother telling me that my class adviser was happy that i always get high grades. unfortunately, i was too talkative and hyperactive and these traits annoyed all my other teachers (for some reason, my math teachers lost their patience too quickly. my first grade math teacher threw the chalkboard eraser at me). so my mother would tell me that my class adviser is requesting that i try to behave during class so she wouldnt have to defend me before the other teachers who might grade me unfairly just because i was too noisy during class. that changed when i reached third grade, when i became my class adviser's enemy number one.

my third grade class adviser hated me so much that when i snatched the top spot in class during the first quarter, she announced to the class that they study harder so i wouldnt be number one. well, no one managed to get my top spot. the announcement just motivated me to annoy her

whenever i recite then and got the correct answer, she always try to insert some insults. most of the time, regarding my physical appearance (that im dark-skinned, ugly, skinny, primitive looking, etc). when she realized that its not affecting me at all (i valued my brain, not my physical appearance), she decided not to call me during recitation. that way, she wont have to give me points. well, i outsmarted her one time. she asked a question which i really, really want to answer (what volcano can be found in albay?). knowing she wont call me if i raised my hand, i pretended to be not paying attention. i looked out the window and acted i was watching the students playing at the basketball court. since no one else knows the answer, she decided to call me seeing that i appear to be not paying attention. the moment she asked me, i quickly gave her the correct answer. annoyed, she said i was correct and then added that if i look out the window again, she will hang me on the basketball ring. i easily ignored her comment. what was important to me was that i managed to trick her into calling me.