This is how we drop out.

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 You get mad at everything I do.


What did I do?


You tell me to pay attention when I already am.


What can I do?


You embarrass me in front of the class when I don’t understand something.


Can I leave?


You scream at the class for failing.


Why can’t you see we don’t understand?


I want to learn.


Can you teach me?


I want to be here.


Can you help me?


We are not a trouble maker, you just think we are.


Please stop.


You are yelling.


Please stop.


You aren’t caring.


Please stop.


We are failing.


We are stopping.


We don’t feel important.


We stop complete.

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