Morning
The next morning, Rain woke refreshed. “Ahhh, moms bed is always so comfortable.” “So, is yours!” Mom glared at Rain. Rain, just smiled back in moms’ direction. “But mom, I like yours better!” “Why, is that my little chipmunk?” “Because it’s big and soft. Two people can fit in it!” “But, so can yours, chipmunk.” Rain, just looked down knowing mom had won that battle. But in no way, would Rain admit to just wanting to be close to her mom.
“Well mom, I got to go!” Rain said, as she ran out the door. “Have a good day!” Rain could hear moms voice, but not make out what she said. Rain, just kept running as fast as she could to school. “I can’t wait to tell Mashare, about what I seen in my room.” Mashare, was closing her locker as she heard footsteps approaching. Mashare turned around to be greeted by Rain’s big smile. Mashare hugged Rain unexpectedly and shocked Rain. Rain paused for a moment before wrapping her arms around Mashare.
“Come on Rain, we have to get to class or we will be late!”
Rain followed closely behind Mashare.
“It’s not like I have a choice, you’re practically dragging me.”
Mashare said nothing back, only continued to run full speed toward Mr. David’s classroom. They reached their seats just before the bell rung. Mr. David, stood and begun teaching the class. Meanwhile Rain, can’t focus on anything Mr. David is saying.
“Rain, who are you? Rain…..Rain…..Rain???” Mr. David kept calling Rain’s name. “Rain!” Mr. David finally, shouted. Rain jumped hard and looked at the teacher.
“Y-y-y-yes, Mr. David?”
"I asked you a question Rain."
"I'm sorry, Mr. David. What was the question again?"
"Who are you?" Mr. David asked, annoyed.
"Who am I?"
"Yes, who are you Rain?"
Rain began to laugh. "Well you just said my name, so you know who I am."
"Rain, you are missing the point of my question. Clearly I know your name, but who are you? Let me give you an example: My name is Mr. David to all of you, but I am a poetical writer, I am impatient, I am the shadow of my daughter, the foundation of my home and last, but not least, I am a hopeless romantic. Now, once again Rain, who are you?"
Rain, sat there unable to speak. Her mind was running a hundred miles an hour, trying to answer the question. She thought she always knew who she was, but was unprepared for the question.445Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpzjtuBSgb0
"I-I-I can't answer that question Mr. David."
Rain, slumped down in her chair as her classmates started laughing at her.
"How can you not know who you are?" One of her classmates shouted.
Rain, became even more embarrassed and hid her face with her book.
"Now, now class, that is a very hard question. You might think you know the answer, but you don't. None of you know who you are, until you find your reason for living."
Everyone in the class just stared at the teacher, knowing what he said was true. It seemed like he had hit all of them in the face with a rock and their shameful actions were hard to swallow.
"Since everyone here feels like they know who they are, that is your homework. At the end of this school year, everyone has to come up with an excellent answer."
"What if, we refuse to answer your stupid question? What will you do, suspend us?" Tommy laughed out loud.
Mr.David gave Tommy a heart aching stare, before giving him an devilish smile.
"Oh, no Tommy, I won't do that. I will fail you so, you have can't graduate and have to repeat my class. We will see if, my question is still so stupid and funny when, all of your classmates graduate and you're back in that same seat next year."
Tommy, shut up and leaned back in his chair, knowing not to speak another word.
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