let lemons be angry

An atypical day at ao maths class.

Scene: michael and me sitting a seat apart in wait for the arrival of mr ho. i'm sitting on the left and michael's on the right, in direct defiance of what mr ho prefers. it's a ridiculous preference. Mr ho opens the door, sees us, and sighs dramatically.

Mr ho: Bad luck! Bad luck! I see you here.
me: you'd rather not see us here?
mr ho: (sitting down and looking at his books) i'm always wishing you all will skip school.
me: we could leave now (gathers books)
mr ho: leave lor leave lor!
me: huh really?
mr ho: don't come, better for me, better for you, in fact drop maths! drop maths! then you'll have more time to eat, more time to sleep, more time to..
me: actually, no. i'd have the same amount of free time. apart from free periods that is.
(michael just sits and grins)
mr ho: go go go
me: okay i'll go now for you (stands, opens door and walks out)
mr ho: YOU DON"T GO NOW!!!!!!!!!! (bangs table like a toddler angry with his food) Aiya you don't go now or i'll have to scold you! (moans because, i believe, he can't do anything about his situation)

(and later)
me: you haven't taught him this part yet
mr ho: shut up
me: no really
mr ho: shut up
me: he wasn't there!
mr ho:shut up
me: how can you teach the new thing
mr ho: shut up
me: when he doesn't know
mr ho: shut up
me:how to do?
mr ho: shut up shut up shut up

(and later)
me: how did you get that?
mr ho: shut up
me: can you explain why?
mr ho: shut up
me: but what're the limits for?
mr ho: you'll see in the next chapter. shut up
me: but how did you get that?
mr ho: you ask too many questions. shut up

I Swear my maths sessions are getting weirder and weirder. I shall just hide in the art room during the next lesson. It's not that mr ho hates me. No i know he doesn't. He gave me a sweet a little later. But still. Who has classes like that?!