Hello, I am Pepito, I am currently a teacher in a school in my city, but before this happened, I was just another student, because my main task was to go to school. It was my obligation as a son and as a patriot.

There I had classmates, we formed a very nice group, also my teacher whom I love very much. But I have to admit, that before, I did not like her, but with time everything passed and now I am grateful for everything I have learned with her.

I will tell you what happened when I was in the 5th year of elementary school. For two years we had had a teacher, Pepita, whom we loved and were very used to. 

However, her classes were very repetitive and she always applied the summative evaluation with us, sometimes it was so stressful, but as the good student that I was I could not afford to get low grades, so I always strived to get the best grade.

But at the beginning of 6th grade, we were introduced to a very young teacher who said her name was Juanita. And from the first day she started organizing groups and giving us homework. We were not used to working like that and we were angry because we wanted our teacher Pepita back! 

Since I was the naughtiest one in the class, and my classmates almost always did what I told them to do, I came up with the great idea that no one, absolutely no one, would do the homework assigned by the new teacher.

The teacher noticed our strange and rebellious behavior, so she became sad and tried to get us to come closer. One day she came to class with materials, lots of poster boards and markers. She separated us into groups and told us that we had to make a poster about a class topic that we knew about. 

At first I wasn't sure whether to do the task or not, but since it seemed interesting, I did it together with my classmates.

Each group chose a specific topic and we all contributed ideas, I must admit it was a lot of fun to work with my classmates in this way. After finishing our posters he called each group to talk about the topic according to the ideas we put on it. I was very nervous, because I had not prepared, I had not studied to present my ideas and I was afraid that I might get a low grade.

The teacher noticed I was worried, then she approached me and asked me, "What's wrong Pepito? with a concern that I couldn't hide and my nerves on edge I answered her, "I didn't study my subject teacher," she said with a kind and smiling gesture, "You don't have to worry, nothing is wrong," surprised by her answer I said, "Don't study teacher, I will get a bad grade," she kept smiling, she continued smiling, she approached me a little more saying, "You are smart Pepito, so relax, I am not going to grade your work,