Are impulsive

Are impulsive

"Oh..." It’s raining, I immediately got off the bus, and said goodbye to my father in the rain, I rushed back to the classroom, the raindrops on my body, as if I had returned to the rain in my childhood, no, the rain grew bigger and bigger. I walked across the big steps, waved my arms, and ran into the classroom quickly. I felt an unusual airflow as soon as I entered the classroom. As expected, it broke out in a while.

"Booking clothes?" Who said, did the teacher approve? I asked around. It turned out that this was a private collusion by several classmates in my class. I also said that I had to pay 37 yuan. I saw that the students were all ready, but I didn’t have money. I was panicked. Later, my classmates actually I don't know, the classmates discussed with me and decided to borrow money and said that they should act immediately. "Hey, do you have money?" "Can you lend me money?" The scene was out of control, and the students borrowed money everywhere. "Ring bells..." On the evening, the storm finally came to an end. At the time of self-study, the teacher walked on the high heels of ten centimeters. The long hair floated behind her head and walked in with a smile. When I just wanted to say something about the dormitory, I was interrupted by several classmates. I said that I had to take the class service. The teacher’s face suddenly changed his face and said, “Who is the person who proposed to run the class?” Have you asked me? Most of the students know it? Why don't you inform the teacher in advance, if a parent calls to ask me to pay the money, how can I answer? "You are too impulsive, and it is good to book a class, but you are doing this with your teacher. If anyone has lost money, are you responsible?" The classmates in the audience heard some impatience. They all said that the teacher was too fussy and suddenly made a sentence: "Don't you get a class service?" This is a big deal. The teacher listened to this, as if the burning fire was on the gasoline, the burning was more prosperous, and finally broke out.

The teacher said: "You know how complicated it is to get a class service. Now, you write me the procedure for ordering clothes." Many of the students took out the paper and the pen, and they couldn’t get it. They all became the monks of the second. - I can't figure it out. At this moment, I was even more shy and lowered my head. When I heard the order service, I did it blindly. I didn’t think of the teacher. The teacher said, we just let us stop letting you, I wake up, no longer sleep. .

I remember that a few weeks ago, the teacher taught us ten girls to do a class meeting. At that time, we didn’t take it for granted. Later, we found that it was not easy. It was the teacher who wanted to exercise our daring, and to learn to unite and have a sense of responsibility. Learn to find your own stage. I remember that when our dormitory was deducted, you will remind us to remind us, do it once and for all, don't make mistakes in the same place. I remember the last time the school fair, the teacher did not care hard. To cheer for us, to encourage, just to let us unite, I remember...

Looking back, I don’t know that the teacher has paid too much for us. I have to count more. I have to be responsible for the appointment of the service. Maybe they want the students to put on their own clothes. However, they were too impulsive, did not tell the teacher in advance, did not get the teacher's approval, did not act, and did not inform all the students, no, no, we have already made too many mistakes.

How can we blame us? This is the fault of impulse.

First day: silently