In maths class today, my teacher asked us to put up our hands if we were done and he would give us more work. I am quite smart, and was first done in the class. I put up my hand, just as another (male) teacher walked into the class. “It’ll need help.” He said. IT! I AM 12! “Go check her out,” he continued. I couldn’t say anything; he was a teacher, but I sat fuming in my seat.
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