It was the middle of the school year. The first lesson was Maths. Peter didn't really like Maths, so it was kind of boring for him. He sat down at his desk, took out his book from his backpack and said "Hello" to his classmate beside him. The teacher came into the class room. Everyone said hello to her. She was nice, helpful and kind. She cleaned the whiteboard that was still messy and began to write down the exercises on it. "This is a lot of exercises" - thought Peter. They were learning devision. All the things that the teacher said in class Peter understood almost nothing of it. When it was time to do the exercises, Peter kept scratching his head. The teacher came up to him and asked: Do you understand everything? Peter shaked his head at the teacher. The teacher politely asked him what he didn't understand, but she didn't get an answer. The school bell rang. Everyone were puting their book back into their backpacks, the teacher was saying the homework and also said to Peter: Peter, could you stay for a minute or two? Everyone left, but Peter. He stood infront of the teacher and asked, what did she need. The teacher said, that she could help him with devision, since, she saw, that Peter was struggling with it, but she doesn't have the time for it. She also asked, would it be ok, if she asked one of her good-learning student to help Peter. Peter agreed and said goodbye to the teacher for the day. School has ended for Peter. He stood at the bus stop, waiting for his bus to home. Since it was winter, him and a couple of friends played in the snow to pass the time quicker. Peter saw that the bus was coming, so he said goodbye to his friend, shook off the snow and waited for the bus to stop. The bus stopped, the doors opened and Peter entered. He sat down in the middle on the bus. The bus started to drive Peter home. In a minute or two, he was home. Before exiting the bus, he thanked him for the ride home. The bus driver nodded his head with a smile.