How to Get an A
I've almost finished my first year of college. Actually, I only have three more weeks to go. I have a problem though, I might be failing out of college. If I do, my parents will be very angry at me. I am the first one in our family to go to college. So you can imagine how they feel about it.
There is one class that will hold me back this year, if I fail it. It will make my grade point average so low, that I won't be able to get back in. I don't know what I should do. All I know is if I have to quit college, my parents will be very upset.
I went to talk with my teacher. I wanted to know if maybe he could give me some work that I could do for extra credit. When I was in high school, teachers would give extra credit from time to time for people who needed it.
“Hello Stephanie.” Mr. Smith said as I walked into the classroom.
I had already made an appointment to speak with him. I wanted to ask if there was anything that I could do to pass my class. I knew that it was a long shot, but I had to do something. I couldn't fail without at least trying.
“I wanted to talk about my grade.” I said to him.
“Yes, you aren't doing so good.” He said.
He moved his head down and looked through a stack of papers. Every few seconds he would lift up his head and look at me. I don't know what he was looking for, but all I knew was it got on my nervous. He would run his fingers through his grey beard and mumble too. That was really weird.
“It looks like you will fail the class.” Mr. Smith said as he looked up from the stack of papers.
“Is there anything I can do so I don't fail?” I asked.
Mr. Smith paused as if he was looking through the papers again. He continued to mumble, but I didn't even try to figure out what he was saying. I noticed that he must have been trying to find something in one of his desk drawers. Because he kept moving around.
“I think there is some extra credit work you can do.” He said while looking up at me.
“That is great.” I said relieved.
It felt like the weight of the world was now lifted off of my shoulders. I was so happy, that I could have kissed him. Now, I didn't have to worry about my parents finding out about me failing.
“Take a look at this and tell if you would like to do this for extra credit.” He said pointing at a piece of paper.
I couldn't read the paper, because I was on the other side of the desk. It looked upside down to me. So, I walked around and stood behind him so I could read it.
“Okay, take a look at this.” Mr. Smith said as he pushed his chair away from his desk.
“Mr. Smith!” I said as I looked down.