...ing attendance, Binky storms into the room.
Binky chest tightens up because the glare Mr. Ratburn giving him reminds
him of his frightening nightmare.Leave you Civil War paper on my desk. Mr. Ratburn commands.Binky snap out of the trance the glare put him into. He removes the
half-writen Civil War paper from his backpack. Then he quickly takes his
seat.The rest of the day felt like eternity because Binky couldnt clear
his mind of the horrible nightmare he had. At last school came to an end
for the day. Everyone but Binky was celebrating because it was Friday.Binky frowns at the thought of not having any fun since he grounded.
Binky walks over to the family car and made a sigh when he sat down.Rough day, Sweetie? Mrs. Barnes asksIts not the day that bad. Binky explains, Its that my weekend
will be long and boring.Mrs Barnes says in a comforting tone, Im sure you will have a blast
being tutor by Ms. Ratika.Yeah, right. Binky softly mumbles.The doorbell rang at the Ratika residence. The door opens and Ms. Ratika
greets Binky and his mother. Binky is surprise by all the questions Ms.
Ratika is asking him about school.Binky doubtfully says, How is that information even going to help
me?I guess you will have to see Ms. Ratika vaguely states.Binky experience from the next few days made him understand what Ms.
Ratika was referring to. All the questions were relating to his learning-