The exercise books are fine, but the most troubleso thing is their horoom teacher assigned five 200-word weekly journals, one per week.
But now he has to finish them in two days and nights.
Hayes Edwards’ head was made into a bird’s nest by his own hands.
Just then, Grace Winter ca over to play with him, carrying a small cake given by Mother Edwards.
"Hayes Edwards, what are you doing?"
Hayes was annoyed, "Doing howork."
Grace heard this and curiously leaned over, her hands propped on his desk, "You haven’t finished your howork yet?"
Hayes didn’t want to say a word. He’d been holding the pen for half an hour and had only written one title, with a conspicuous ink blot after it, "Why do you have so many questions? Have you finished your howork?"
Grace nodded, "I finished it just when the vacation started, there wasn’t much howork."
Hayes: "..."
He stood up and grabbed Grace’s arm to push her out, "You go out, don’t bother here."
"Hayes Edwards, I..."
Halfway through her words, the door in front of her closed.
Grace pursed her lips, "I ant to say, I can help you."
But now it seems Hayes doesn’t need her help.
Then Grace accompanied Mother Edwards to watch the ten o’clock morning drama, and after a while, Mother Winter also ca over to invite Mother Edwards to go shopping together.
Grace sat on the couch, finished the last bite of the cake, and raised her hand saying, "Grace wants to go too."
Mother Winter smiled and rubbed her head, "Okay, you can go too, but you mustn’t say you’re tired halfway."
"Okay." Grace nodded obediently.
Mother Edwards knocked on Hayes’ room door and asked if he wanted to go along.
Hayes glanced at the table full of assignnts, suddenly feeling a bit sad, his voice weary, "I’m not going."
On the first day of catching up on howork, Hayes felt like his hand was almost no longer his own.
With the start of school day getting closer, he recognized a problem, which was that there’s no way he could finish all this howork on his own.
So...
"I’ll give you my cake today, help catch up on howork."
The door was open, Grace was still holding a doll, looking half-awake, with a tuft of her hair sticking up, "Howork catching up?"
Hayes gritted his teeth, making up his mind, "Yes."
For a third grader doing fifth-grade howork, it didn’t seem too much pressure for Grace.
Occasionally, when she encountered a problem she couldn’t solve, she asked Hayes.
Hayes didn’t know either, so he’d wave and let her write anything, since the teacher wouldn’t seriously look at it anyway.
Grace bit the tip of her pen hesitantly, looking at Hayes, and then at the howork. So questions were indeed a bit challenging for her, so she decided to ask her parents.
She asked Father Edwards.
And then Hayes got spanked again.
Hayes: "..." She did it on purpose! She definitely did it on purpose!
Luckily, the howork was successfully completed in the end.
When Grace moved up to fourth grade, Hayes was already preparing for moving to middle school.
Dawn Light Middle School’s campus has a middle school section. The building housing the middle school section is very close to the primary school section’s teaching building, visible from the hallways.
Father Edwards and Mother Edwards didn’t look at other schools, planning for Hayes to continue at this school for ease.
The friends and classmates they played with also had similar arrangents.
The little chubby kid was too.
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