You never fail to pull me down, to use your words to hurt me so badly till I just wanna give up and just throw in the towel. What kind of teacher are you? I don't really know, and I don't really care. But, thanks again, for pushing me, your words never fail to push me to wanna prove you wrong. Thanks, for being such a motivation. Just you wait and see, I'll get my A, straight in your face. And amazing thing is, I'll be getting it, without your help.

Teachers, if you have no intention on being one, then you should have never become one. Teachers, require a special something, a something which you obviously don't have.