Luckily, we were allowed to pick our subject. I chose football. Even though I knew more about the game than most guys, I didn't think my teacher would appreciate my enthusiasm. Thank goodness tomorrow was Friday. I'd have the weekend to get over the more than likely crappy grade I'd get today. As of now, I hoped to walk away with a C. After the first day of class when I stumbled over my words, Mr. Edwards had been riding me hard. Every time I turned in a paper, thinking I nailed the assignment, I was sadly disappointed. One assignment I thought for sure I'd get an A. The paper focused on children in Africa. I sighted facts on how vaccines were poorly dispersed among children and families. I added tons of statistics as well as how the world health organization should push for better health care facilities in areas where modern diseases weren't obsolete. He replied with, "Miss Richards, you have failed to display the heart of this assignment." So, when I wrote my next paper on government policies and how they affected US citizens, and I made sure to give more feeling and less facts.
