Chương 235: Volume 7.8 Carolle Linette (8)

Carolle smirked when the students of Class 2-F were cleaning diligently now. Her question was simple. Can they recite any poem by Emily Dickinson completely? If they manage to recite, they would be exempted from cleaning. And of course, none of them would be able to do so. Since no student in honesty would memorize such things unless maybe they were in a class full of smart students.

"That's not fair," one of the students muttered.

"You didn't analyze and think of the approach to the question I'll ask," Carolle said with a smirk. "Just go on with your cleaning now. And make it like a decent classroom of students like you at the very least. We, teachers, are going to stay in your classroom for just one to two hours per day. You are the ones who stay in your classroom the most. How can you stomach in such a place." Carolle leaned on the wall, as she watched the students cleaning here and there.