My foot hurt.I walked hard into the classroom.I began to teach the lessons in Class Five, Grade Four. Most of the students were listening carefully. But I always felt some of the noisy students. About six students were keeping talking although I drew his attention.Two stood up, didn't write, didn't listen. Two fought each other. Oh ! I couldn't teach any more. I must stop. They made me mad.

　　Today I got a message from one of the students. I thought he would be a good student. And I hope all the students are good.

　　Children, do you think so?