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Personal Narrative: Why I Was Sent To Alternative School
The reason I was sent to alternative school was because I got too many referrals. I disrespected the teachers and refused to obey. When I was on the chromebook I would play games instead of doing my work.I also did not turn in work and ran out of iss days and got to many oss and disrupting class. This placement in alternative school is fair.It makes me feel better to be in this alternative school rather than get kicked out of school.
The old me was disrespectful. In my mind, the old me would think if I did not like the teacher. I was disrespect to my teacher, however, the new me will think before I speak. My body was not doing anything I was just in my seat talking.The old mouth would talk back. The new me will be respectful. Another issue

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