I remember a time where somebody helped me. It was in 7th grade and i was in math class. The teacher saw that i was struggling on a paper so he helped me. Then after class he told me to stay after class so he could help me.  Then he did help me and i understood what i was doing. Then i started to come over to his class everyday to get help. I started to get a little better at math. All because of a teacher that wanted to help me.