I can't quite remember what my childhood was like. However, there are a few things that I still remember today. That was my rebellious period. At that time, my favorite class teacher took leave for more than two months because of a child. Then, there was a new female teacher to takewho taught the class. From that time on, I don't know why I became very disobedient. Therefore, I have done something that I feel ashamed of now. I don'tdidn’t write homework, I don'tdidn’t take classes seriously, and I don'tdidn’t always listen to the teacher. Even if I wrote my homework, it was scribbled. For example, in the math homework, I filled in the number one in all the answer boxes. After the math teacher knewrealized it, she called me to the office and proofread the answer with me, but I did the same thing repeatedly.
This time, I wrote the answer to the first half of the question, but I wrote the number one in the second half. I thought that the teacher would think that I did my homework. However, it does not. Later, the math teacher and the new substitute teacher called my mother to the school. They told my mother that my attitude was not serious, the mathematics was scribbled, the language work was never done, and even if it was done, it was a lot of typos. Finally, I can't remember how the last thing was solved. I apologizeapologized to the math teacher and the new teacher and makemade sure that I don'tdidn’t do the same thing again. Now recalling this past thing, I don't know why I am doingdid this kind of thing. It affected me a lot, and since then, I have not done this thing again. I began to seriously study mathematics, and math became one of my favorite courses.