Write 2 paragraphs to begin a story about an unconventional teacher. Make the teacher a female named Ms. Ohatchee who teaches 8th-grade history class and that all the students and faculty think is a witch. Write the story from the perspective of an unpopular, studious pupil named Eric. Give it a witty tone. 
 My name is Eric Marshall, and it was my first day of 8th grade. I was excited to begin the new school year, but not for the reasons that most kids would be excited that morning. While the others in my class would be anxious to begin the school year to see their friends, hoot and holler at pep rallies, and go to football games, I wasn't the social butterfly that my parents had hoped I'd be. Not only was I socially awkward, but I also really enjoyed the learning aspect of school. Yep, full-blown nerd was what most of the kids in my class considered me. A few select others went a little further into their categorization of me, as to them, I was regarded as the nerd that was "weird." 

I was a nerd and, though I did wish it was more socially accepted, accepted or not, I could stand on that because I did love to learn. I knew knowledge was truly powerful, and I wasn't ashamed of being an intelligent individual that enjoyed class. However, the "weird" category, group, and lunch table were all things that I wanted no part in whatsoever. I knew what it was like to be judged. Therefore, I did not judge the kids in the "weird" group, but undoubtedly some were, in fact, weird. Most of them didn't bathe, and that was the biggest factor for me when considering one a weirdo or not. You can understand now why the term offends me the way it does. I was proud of being a nerd, I could never be proud of being considered weird; at least, so I thought. That all changed that fateful first day of 8th grade, the day that I met my new history teacher, Ms. Ohatchee. 