For the second class i was late but not that late. when i enter the class i was blur because maddam baiti wrote wall,wall,wall in the whiteboard i was like huh!! what going on. than i ask my friend and he explain to me that madam baiti is teaching us a poem. The poem is a wall that prevent us from what to do. Madam baiti also make us a task that we have to draw what is preventing us as a teenager.
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