7:25 ring goes the bell.Students linger in the halls a little too long,running to class just trying to pass the late bell.4 classes a day approximately 6 hours and some change,17 minutes in and my attentions wondering again. I learn through what you show me not how you lecture me,Or how you make your second PowerPoint of the day.Who are you to limit my education to these 4 walls that enclose me in what y'all think will build me up!Creditability goes down or maybe that's just my IQ because you can't seem to challenge me.Defining intelligence by a grade well someone's gotta fail isn't that ashame? And sometimes that'll be me with a F or a D, but that doesn't show lack of responsibly, it shows you can't teach what you can't showAnd I can't grow as a student with these stressful circumstancesThe unrealstic placement advancements you put on my struggling shoulders that can barely hold the burden of my books.Besides school has become an institute based upon intensive memory games and you see I can't pretend to remember every lesson, vocabulary word, and test date.And I hate when you hit me with that "I don't need this I've got my credits." Maybe you got your credits but you aren't accredited to teach, You surely enough need this little income coming in and you probably work two jobs just to make an ends meet,So next time you wanna discredit my effort, give me a real test on intelligence and not just what I can remember from a couple of 90 minute sessions. So 1:50 I go home and when my mother asks what did you learn I'll say ignorance is bliss and my memory is a meaningful gift, it's the only way I'll pass because teachers don't teach and I am suck in a uncomfortable mist.