He hadn´t studied for the test again. He so much
preferred to play on his Xbox and then a bit of chatting on Skype. All this
technology nowadays was really distracting him and my, did he love all these
gadgets. So for these reasons, he just decided that he wouldn´t study and he´d
cheat on the test again.
He knew that the teacher was one of the toughest and
he also understood that later on in his studies he would have big holes in his
knowledge, however, he also couldn´t avoid not cheating. It made him feel good,
strong and gave him a high, somewhat like the effect of a drug.
He sat in his usual spot between the two best students
in the subject, the best students that belonged to his group of friends of
course, not necessarily the best two of the entire class. He took out his
pencil, pen and eraser and got ready for the test.
The teacher handed the tests out and asked everyone to
count the number of pages to see whether the test was complete because
sometimes the photocopy boy gets things mixed up and makes mistakes, who
doesn´t. Therefore, this specific teacher always asked the students to check,
unlike the language teacher who always ended up giving students the points
needed to make up for these errors.
All the tests were ok so the teacher told them that
they would have two classes to complete the test and that they should take
their time and do their best. He also reminded them that if caught cheating,
he´d take away the test and give the cheater a zero.
Cheater, it sounded so harsh but at the same time it
triggered a feeling inside him that made him want to take that risk.
Nonetheless, today he really had no choice for he had not studied a bit, nor
had he paid attention during the classes. Not that he cared, he really didn´t
because he knew that in the end his dad would come to school and threaten them,
like he had done the previous years. Yeah his father was some hotshot who
worked for the government who knew his son was a scum who eventually would end
up being supported by his dad until the end of his days. The boy really didn´t care. His father was
loaded and he had already been told by his mom that he would inherit his dad´s
place in the governmental office, lots of corruption there. If you think about
it the boy couldn´t be to blame, he really didn´t have any good role models
around him for him to know how to be any different.
He went back to his test. Panic struck. He really did
not know a thing that was being asked. He looked at the teacher and this time
the teacher was staring right at him. If he was caught cheating there would
really be no way his dad could help him, he knew that much and for sure he
would get a zero. He could sense that the teacher was exhilarating with this
thought and he could tell that it would be a glorifying moment for the teacher
if he were caught red handed.
He tried and tried but the teacher kept on looking at
him. Sweat started to drip down his forehead. He was getting nervous. How was
he going to cheat?
He tried covering his eyes by holding his head up by
placing one hand on his forehead as if the sunlight were stinging his eyes and
he were protecting them; that way the teacher wouldn´t know for sure where he
was looking. But it didn’t work. The teacher walked over to the window and
closed the curtain, there was actually sunlight coming in but not in his direction.
He was sure that the teacher could tell he was up to something.
In the middle of the second class the
first student who had finished was asked to go and call a sub to sit in for a
few minutes while the teacher had to leave the classroom. Now was his chance.
Little did he know that while the sub was in the
classroom the teacher was peeking into the room through a small window in the
door. From where he was seated, he couldn´t notice. He looked at his friend´s
test and copied a few of the answers. Well, at least he wouldn´t be getting a
zero.
Suddenly the teacher called out his name.
He tried to make believe the teacher was crazy by
saying that he felt bullied by the teacher, pressured by the school and that in
every class the teachers thought that he cheated. The teachers at this school
were horrible, they didn´t give a shit about the students and they didn´t know
how to teach.
The teacher simply said “I just wanted to tell you
that you dropped you eraser”.
What a loser he was. He had given away that he had
been cheating after all.
(Written: November 22, 2012)
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