Additional Mathematics test is finally over, now every single human form is the class is pouring out ranting and complains about the test. To be honest, the test is exceptionally difficult. My dad managed to finished his marking on our add math papers and this is the time I agree the statement that parents “DO” play their role in moulding the child’s future.
After knowing my terrible result I’ve been ambushed by a zillion and gazillions of hear-piercing lecture from my dad. Yes, he’s been spreading my stupidity in making careless mistakes and nag about me being a chatterbox is class. By the way I got and A2 – 75% in my add math. Me?? A chatterbox??? That is perceptibly UNTRUE and I’m demanding a debate with my dad. Jing Hao who used to get A1 in add math got B3 this time only that Wan Fang’s the only person who managed to score over 90%. Parents do exercise their lips and mouth as a matter of fact, because he grumbled over my result all the way back from school. So now I’ve been obliged to practice add math EVERYDAY during the year end hols. *Banging behind bars*.
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