Learning through your heart (1/2)

Author's Point Of View

In the previous chapter, Jackson recalled his younger years with Maria.

Jackson and Holly walked in after the classroom door was opened. In the morning, Jackson looked at the clock. Jackson believes that he arrives at school much earlier than any other student in the class. Nevertheless, he was shocked to learn that Holly had arrived at school before him.

Holly sings a few songs while Jackson listens to music on his earbuds. Jackson can't concentrate because he's listening to two different sounds in his ears at the same time. In the meantime, Holly hummed a Beethoven song while listening to him. This causes Jackson to remove his earphones.

Her voices make me sick, darn it! - Jackson.

"This is the first time I've ever seen you without your earphones on.", Holly laughed.

"Is there a reason for you to do this?" irritated Jackson.

"Yes, please talk to your classmates."

I apologize for being a replica. – Jackson

He turned his face away from the window and said, "Whatever."

"Then let's talk, Jack."

"Holly, what's your purpose in being here today? But for the time being, I need to focus on my life. We can talk when recess, no offense intended."

As Holly looked at him with puppy eyes, she replied, "Okay."

"And please stop staring at me with those awkward little eyes. It disgusts me."

"Alright, Jack." Holly nods and hums along with her song.

After a few hours, the students arrived and began to set up their desks in the classroom. Lisa came with her friends, and Dessy followed in her wake, as she always does. Why did they enter the classroom together? Jackson was confused. Lisa, on the other hand, has a nervous look on her face whenever she sees Jackson.

Why does he keep staring at me so intently and intently? - Lisa.

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RING.

RING.

RING.

Many students groan as the bell rings, signaling that school has begun. The teacher walked into the classroom holding a large board. So they looked at the big board because they didn't understand what the teacher was bringing. Upon seeing the big board, students applauded with delight.

"As of yet, I haven't said anything", The teacher is uneasy about his position.

"Everyone, please proceed to the next step. The school will be holding a student-only function next week, and you must attend it. A bonus assignment or a dismissal of this event is not in the cards. Do you approve my decision?"

"Yes, sir," the students say, nodding in agreement.

"Event will begin next week, according to the organizers. So today, I'll tell you what you all be bringing."

The teacher explained what the students should bring to the event the following week. As a result of this experience, Jackson believes that he will become a more normal student. Lisa, his 'study partner', was in need of assistance. Lisa's attitude disgusted him, and he turned to face her.

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Jackson's Point Of View

'Team-up' with that girl again? My student life is anything but predictable.

While Lisa was staring back at me, she stuck out her tongue and blinked back at me. That's disgusting, to be honest. Then why do I feel the need to partner up with her once more? Even I am being pushed by the teacher to do so.

During the lesson, the teacher explained a few new English lessons. Afterwards, he attempted to pair students for a third time. Please don't put me in another pairing with Lisa! My partner was Holly when the teacher announced it.

Oh, well. At the very least, I don't have to pair up with that witch anymore.

The moment I looked at Holly, she smiled at me. Does she has a negative personality? Or does she have a 'different' personality altogether? Like suffers from a dissociative identity disorder (DISD).

Holly greets me with a friendly "Hello, partner."

"Hey, Holly!" I said.

She looked at the blank piece of paper that the teacher had given her after I had sat down.

My eyes were fixed on the paper as I brought our faces close enough to see each other's eyes. This made me uncomfortable as Holly looked at my face and I looked at hers. About that, she chuckles and grabs the paper from my hands. I really don't know her.

"Get up from your chair and get out of here! See if you can find nature-related air, scenery, or other items."

We all get up from our seats and leave the classroom to complete our assignments. During our search for a place to work, Holly and I discover a place of peace that I had never seen before. (But don't get it wrong.) It's close to the toilet, as well as the headmaster's office. Small desk, chairs, and a relief tree surround this area.

This was a new place to me. Truth be told, this place does look cool.

Complete the assignment on 'Friendly Conversations' before the deadline. The fact that it's a conversation doesn't bother me at all. This isn't like a job interview, is it? This is a task that I can handle with ease.

"Therefore, Jack. Exactly what kind of conversation do you think we should be having right now? "Holly asks me if I'd like to go to.

This was not set by the teacher. I have no idea what was going on.

"Jack, why is it necessary to have a theme for this discussion? Conversation and writing down the sentence on plain paper are all that's needed." The plain paper was shown to me by Holly as she talked about it.

"I… Please excuse me for using the term interview rather than conversation."

What have I done? What have I done? A difficult conversation took place...

She looks at me and muses over the conversation she's having with herself. When she comes back, she pats my shoulder, which catches me off guard. Her idea is trouble-free, she told me. What kind of idea was this, I asked her. She said it was a "trouble-free idea."

"How about we discuss about something related to lesson?"

"What do you mean by lesson?"

"Okay, lesson. Know that you must learn by heart, for example? Jack, have you learned from your heart?"

I shook my head in disgust.

"Why?"

"Having a personal matter is difficult, and my heart needs to teach me a lesson about that, too."

"The statement is correct. You've told your family about a personal issue, but no one else has 'heard' about it."

She is correct.

"What is your personal problem?"

"A disorder has taken hold of me."

"Are you diagnose with a disorder? You're absolutely kidding..."

I shook my head in disgust.

"Why?"

Having a personal matter is difficult, and my heart needs to teach me a lesson about that, too.

"The statement is correct. You've told your family about a personal issue, but no one else has 'heard' about it."

She is correct.

What is your personal problem?

"A disorder has taken hold of me."

"Is there a disorder? Absolutely not kidding..."

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Continued on the next chapter...