Yet I guess the bully kid in me won't be silent for long for there come a time that I wasn't listening to my teacher instead I was cutting paper dolls that my teacher got mad at me and confiscated the scissor I was holding. Flustered and maybe feeling shamed in front of the class, I went berserk and kicked the chair in front of me. My poor classmate who was sitting in front wasn't ready for that assault of mine that she was pinned down between her chair and the chair in front of her. For that misbehavior, I was punished to stand in the quadrangle in the heat of the sun.