Poor Student Novels & Stories

to him to which he didn't pay any attention and silently sat on his chair, leaning his head down and taking a nap. He rubbed his eyes when the break bell rang. All the students rushed out of the classroom as the teacher ended the period. As he looked at the board, he realized that it was a physics class he just missed. Anthony Carter was now in last year of his high school. And studies had never been his centre of attention because he couldn't understand a word they taught him. And he always wondered where did people even need these studies in their life? These things don't help people to make money and don't give bread to eat. He got admission in the best school due to his luck. The school

She stopped eating her rice and stared at the three students from dormitory two who were constantly bothering her. "There are still lots of vacancies. Why did you guys come here? If you feel disgusted by my lunch, go eat somewhere else. Besides, I'm not as crazy as you guys who have to spend 100,000 Col just for lunch." Slap! One of the students slammed his glass on the table in front of Jonea. "You really are poor. You don't deserve to go to school here. Can't even buy lunch. But, you instead turned to advise us."

Thea woke up, still in a daze only to find the boy who answered her earlier, standing near her desk. "Were you sleeping without answering the test paper?" he laughed and Thea felt it wasn't necessary to answer him. He grabbed the paper and started reading it. "Did you just pin down those alphabets randomly? Ha...ha... you are quite something..." He mocked and the other kids were present in the class, all laughed. Thea was indeed a bad student. No matter how hard she studied, her grades were always bad. Every time, she would rack her brains, only to get the answers wrong.

Zea quickly turned to the stage when she heard a girl's voice speaking from the audio-video presentation that was being played on the huge LED screen. "I wanted to go to school but we dont have money for that. Having one meal a day is already a struggle for me and my siblings. And that we have to wait on the fast-food dumpster just to scavenge for some leftovers. I wanted to pick up some thrown canned goods and food packs. But I was afraid of giving it to my younger sisters because I dont know what it was. I can't read. None of us does. I want to read what was written in the packet. But I couldn't understand a thing. I'm poor and I'm illiterate. Is there anything worst than that?"

She'd sent me 100 dollars and told me to buy some new clothes for the financial conference the day after tomorrow. I sent her a couple of cute, affectionate emojis. Back when we first started our business, we could make a ten-dollar outfit from street stalls last six months. When I arrived at the office lobby, a crowd of employees was gathered around Ansel Meyer, staring at him in awe. Ansel was an underprivileged student whom my wife, Jenna, had sponsored. He graduated from college and now worked as her personal driver. "Wow, that suit's gotta be custom-tailored, Ansel. It looks insanely expensive!"

I mutter. Suddenly, a somewhat annoying handsome guy startles me from behind my chair, right behind where I'm sitting. "Hey, why keep studying? You're already smart," he says. His name is Devano Samuel Escapra, a student in 11th-grade science class (Grade 2 High School). He's my classmate, a handsome guy, a bad boy, a member of a motorcycle gang, and the only child of the owner of Escapra Gold Company, a small gold mining business. Unfortunately, he's also the most diligent student who always shows up in the counseling room. Not because of his achievements but because of the trouble he often causes.

She had nothing to say at all! "Well, very good!" Benjamin nodded slightly. Good? Evelyn sighed again. Her mood was not good at all! "Ha-ha... You know what? I'm just a poor college student. My family is also very poor, and I have a disobedient younger brother. My parents don't have a job. My family are all poor farmers, and we're living a hard life..."

Luke was a poor student I sponsored back in high school. With his excellent grades, he stood out from the rest. I liked him, but he was so poor that he couldn't even afford a proper meal. Once, some bullies picked on him just because someone gave him a love letter. They cornered him in the bathroom and purposely soaked his shoes with urine. That day, the model student ended up in a fight. When he returned to class, his face was bruised and swollen. His bare feet were red from the freezing weather too.

‘You can't, you are going to this school as a scholarship student… good luck living the life of the poor’ he said and she stared at him in disbelief. Was boarding school not enough punishment? Now she will live among rich kids as a poor person.

Although Richard was from Alton, he had Theisian heritage, and they were confident he would support the Theisian team. "Mr. Goodman, the troublemaker is this student from Styre University. I heard she's just a freshman at Styre University. Such a person shouldn't be appearing in our competition. Styre University is intentionally humiliating us. They have no intention of participating; they just want to cause trouble. Please believe me, Mr. Goodman," someone said.