An Evening Prayer

When I come to, I was eating the usual fried noodles for lunch.
The canteen was lively; most of junior high school students took their meal there.
Yes, I know exactly too much instant noodle isn’t good for my health,
But I wasn’t felt like eating any other, so I took them instead.

As soon as I finished them, the bell was ringing.
The loud noise summoned me to the class,
It is time for the last subject, math
Returning the empty plate, I left the cafeteria,

There is no chance I would take the risk to be late for the next class,
Especially in the subject which is most likely, the most important.
While climbing the stairs, I gazed at the clock, it was 12.46
I refused to stroll around much longer and got straight to the class.

Calmly, I sat on my chair,
As expected, the class was still quiet, since not many got there yet,
Despite of my straight look, I was a little bit rowdy inside,
This always happens before the subject--- I got used to it already.

I hate math.
Since I was in the seventh grade, that subject lost my favor.
A certain reason which is now not important is the key reason to it,
Still, I can’t get it, why still I hate it even though the cause of it has disappeared?

While I was drowning in a deep thought, the teacher came in.
Like a shock effect, I was snapped out of from my daydream.

“… or, here he is.” ------ the math teacher came in,
I might have not realized it, but the class was already full,
I wasn’t paying attention at all; it is like a bad habit
The noisy class turned silent at that second.

Somehow… the class atmosphere turned heavy.

That was supposed to be the time to elect the class president.
But… it appeared things weren’t they supposed to be,
By a disturbing autocracy, he selected the class representatives
… with his own hand, without our interference.

I knew initially he was not a bad teacher,
He is not your typical killer teacher type
Rather… his unusual way to do things is unpopular,
I somewhat disliked him, even though I feel no hatred.

He won’t scold you much, but his words might pierce you to death.
He is also included in my “1001 Reason Why I Hate Math” list.
When you feel his presence, somehow you can feel the oxygen has been drained out.
This is personally how I feel, and I can confirm that these are not simply a hyperbole.

So, the election was ended quick thanks of his quick ways to do them.
It’s not like I was after the class president position; I had enough of it last year.
Just------ his method is utterly unacceptable to me.
I was intending to abject, but I didn’t see the benefit of it--- so I sat back.

He jumped to the subject right after, as if there was no time to spare.
Looking at his background, actually he is a college professor.
That is exactly the problem lied,
Because of that, he is treating us like a prepared college student, or something.

His smile is dark, so dark you may tremble by only seeing it.
The way he speak is friendly, but you could only feel cruelty
The way he ignore things, it is… elusive.
Not the teacher you would want to mess with, I presume.

So, I tried his way to ignore things and just listen to what he is trying to teach.
Minutes were past----- exercise of the subject was given.

It was the first math exercise given in this semester,
When I tried to get them done, I was astonished
Most of the class was finished already,
Amazing… I didn’t know what comment I should spout.

I realized it.
My efforts was not simply good enough,

Well, there is no reason to give up, is there?
………. I’ll just have to try harder,
Human mind has no actual limit,
I believe I am not at my limit, so I have to try to at least get close to it.

Again, in a relatively long yet also short instance in the same time,
The bell ringed again, instructing us to leave the classroom.
In another deep thought, I sighed and left the school without a word.
What I wanted was just getting home quick.

By the hill heading home, I wonder,
They say too much ambition will corrode you,
I suppress them under control already, I guess.
Under the evening light, I prayed so I could get this over with a nice way.

……. I know when there is a will, there is a way.
Strengthen my will and find my way should be written in my agenda,

Now,
I shall start now.