One year in math I had a pretty difficult time in math. The subject was decimals. The teacher taught it pretty well, but that day I couldn't listen very well because the person next to me would not stop talking. The teacher finally moved him, and I still couldn't listen. The teacher wondered why I wasn't getting it, so she put me in a group that could really help. They made it better, but still confusing.
      The teacher finally put me in her extra help group, and it really helped. That week was hard, but it was very rewarding because through my struggle I learned a lot. He finally stopped talking, and I never needed that teachers help for Decimals. That teacher was so proud of me. From then on out I always told the person next to me to stop talking if the teacher was explaining something.