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'Pardon me?' Cha shyly asked. Knowing that her attitude and attention are in the middle of the ocean.

'I said, what is the answer?' the teacher asked patiently.

Cha sigh. ' Why me? of all the people here, he chooses me. Why? I really really hate math.' Cha murmured.

'Can you explain again sir that whole thing,' Cha asked while pointing in the board.

'What's done is done,' the teacher replied. 'Just answer what is asked.'

Cha was pissed. 'I hate math and I hate you, sir!' Cha murmured.

'What did you say?' the teacher asked.

'Nothing, sir!' Cha replied. 'I don't know the answer, sir, since you can't explain it again to me.'

'And who's fault is that?' the teacher asked again.

'Me, sir!' Cha replied. 'It's your responsibility to explain it to us properly since we pay accordingly and you're a teacher after all.'

'Indeed!' the teacher replied. 'But it's also your responsibility to listen to your teachers since your in school and you're a student too after all.  We teachers, we don't care whether you like our subject or not. We only ask for some little respect and cooperation. Explaining things is not easy especially at your age. But we all trying our best to explain as easily as we can.'

'Which lesson do you think you've learned, to respect others or to fear your parents?' the teacher asked.