didn ’ t answer and if I did , I murmured my answer the whole time . I know it was something to do with my confidence .
Then one day the wildcat teacher asked me about the ideas I had for my short essay . However , I was too afraid to answer . I stood there , looking at my teacher , and then at my paper that had nothing on there . Then my wildcat teacher was mad . She didn ’ t understand why I wouldn ’ t answer . I remember clearly that day the English class ended with my crying .
This experience of going back to the regular class , then ESL , and finally back to regular class was something that I would remember for a long time . I was impressed by my persistence in trying to get back to regular class because shortly after I was sent back to ESL , my ESL teacher was not sure if should I go back to regular since he feared I cannot adapt ; yet , with my persistence , at 5th grade , I went back to the regular class .
Soon , I went back to ESL since my wildcat teacher believed I was not ready for the regular class . I was pretty depressed at that time . What happened later I cannot quite remember . I guess good memories tend to be forgotten , and those painful memories tend to be carried in life .
But basically , my ESL teacher helped me to build my confidence and my English level . Shortly , in 5th grade , I went back to the regular class , and my wildcat teacher , a different one from my 4th grade , who was really nice and generous , helped me to adapt to the class and be more confident .
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