I stood up straight, fixed my eyes on the teachers’, and I waited for class to begin. I was civilized, I was calm, I was prepared. The chaotic uprisings around me did not distract me from being the epitome of a perfect student. I folded my hands on my lap, patiently waiting for the bell to save me from the animals surrounding me. They do not understand; they do not realize the pain teachers go through. I admire them; the way each one has a unique teaching method. Some teaching methods are helpful, others not so much. The creativity behind homework, lessons, and projects, it is so interesting. Teachers deserve to be treated with respect, for being the ultimate teacher requires an impeccable student. Sitting quietly, raising hands, being polite all resemble the epitome of the perfect student. Sitting quietly demonstrates eagerness to learn. Responding to questions indicates listening skills and tests knowledge. Being polite reveals respect for the teacher. People lacking these basic fundaments of a student do not deserve respect or attention, awareness or responses. I, trying to achieve these fundaments, do not interact with anyone inside classes, for these are distractions from schoolwork. I silently walk through the hallways, for my ‘friends’ abandoned me after learning my new philosophy. Obviously, they could not cope with the idea of giving up social status’s to enter the peaceful, respectful, civilized manner of my ways. Teachers do not act like they mind the inexcusable behavior before the bell rings, but it is a disgrace to any being who acts like a wild animal. Screaming across the room to a friend is not acceptable in anyway. Talking about topics un-school related in school may be the worst of all. Disgracing the school is something a student should definitely not do, for anyone within their right mind would not dare speak badly about the school. I do not interact with my ‘classmates’ because they do not follow by my rules, so they will not receive my attention. I am civilized; I am impeccable.