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My virtuoso-eighth grade English teacher walked around the classroom, in a casual ritual, glancing over pages of circled letters, occasionall(a)y muttering, turn, in an exhausted, apathetic tone. Many of my classmates utilize the time she had allotted for checking homework to socialize, while some others frantically fumbled for a pencil, asked for a neighbors workbook, circled, under product lined, and copied while occasionally lifting their heads up to see how far down the rows she had got ten and how close she was getting to them. Needless to say, it wasnt hard to counterpart another students homework. We had already been in this orange phraseology book system for two years by the time we were in the eighth grade. The workbook called for no originality or unique thought, so all of our belittled workbooks were expected to look exactly alike, all the same as circled, the same words underlined. It was possible that on any given weeknight, ten out of the twenty-five students in cl ass would actually bother to do the assigned verbiage homework. A few of us would copy a friends answer a little before, or eve during class. There were still a few students that wouldnt even throw in that much sudor into the English class, and would readily take the postcode in the grade-book for the day. After the all-important homework checking ritual was through with, we all reluctantly opened up the diction books for the checking the answer ritual. Starting with the mien right corner of the classroom, students began reading off answers, letters and words, and nothing else, one after another, being occasionally corrected, and fed the right answer.I usher outt say I learned too much from this mental lexicon practice. I sat in my desk, looking at the clock attach on the wall, listening to a random letters and words, with no other connotation, explanation, or implication of them, occasionally checking to see how far along the line we had gotten so that I would be able to a nswer promptly when it was my turn. For my teacher, however, vocabulary practice time seemed like the best part of the school day, succeeding(prenominal) to her lunch break. She really didnt choose to put much effort into the practices at all. The students didnt protest, of course. It was an easy part of the day for us too. The vocabulary quizzes, did make up a big part of our grade in the class, as the vocabulary practices did take up a great fence of class time.