Teacher’s Pet
Feb
10
I was the teacher’s pet way back in grade school. I enjoyed all the attention and took full advantage of the additional privileges.
For example, my teacher would use my notes in giving out quiz questions so my notebook served as the perfect reviewer. She would ask me to help her grade our test papers so I got “exclusive” preview of the results. She would entrust me to fetch her child from kindergarten so I managed to be excused from the classroom for about 15 minutes each day while I walked the short distance to the pre-school.
It is only in hindsight that I realized that I became her favorite not because of any special closeness that she felt fro me. It was mostly because I served her well. My notes were always complete and written in legible handwriting. I would stay for an additional half hour after each class to help her check the papers. She knew she could trust me to go straight to her child’s school and not make any trip on the side.
It was graduation day. All the students were fussing over the seating arrangements and my aunt Nene, as their teacher, supervised them. When everyone had settled down, I found my aunt standing next to the Valedictorian. She asked him “So, you made it all the way to the end and all the way to the top. What was your motivation?”