Story teller part 1

This Story is cent percent real. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely incidental. That is why I am not going to use the real name of My school and classmates. This is the story of a boy from my class and to give a real feel I am going to play his role.
Here it goes...................................................


First Crush…………… Class 1st Science Maa’m
Second Crush……….. English Maa’m
And there were “N” number of Crushes till I reach class 5th.

‘Naveen, What do you mean by chlorophyll’ my biology teacher asked.
‘What’ , I said
‘Don’t you know you should say, I beg you pardon maa’m, stupid’ she said.
‘Common tell me, what do you mean by chlorophyll’

I saw the class with no answer in my eyes, there were a few guys dying to answer with their hands raised, I don’t know why she always wants answer from me when others are there to answer.

‘Anybody got the ruler’ she said.

The hands which were raised to give answers went down in their bag to search and handover the scale to teacher as soon as possible.
You can never find a scale in the bag of a duffer student but intellegent students or so called class toppers always carry scale with them, and that too wooden, as if someone has given them contract to pass over the scale to teacher whenever a helpless student like me is suppose to be beaten.

After I had my part of punishment I was asked to leave the class and get kneel down in the corridoor.

…. To be continued