"I fail to see the issue in this situation." he says as he looks back down and continues to draw. "I mean, I'm just drawing"
With the irritation slowly building, she calmly replies "You do realize you are in a math class?" As she stood there waiting for a reply he continued to draw, emerged in his own world of Tchaikovsky and art. He stopped and simply looked at his piece. "Yeah… Wait, what!?"
"Mr. Martinez, you are in a math class."
"Yeah, so what's your point?!"
At this point it was visible that the teacher was highly irritated. "You're in a math class. Where you study math. You're suppose to be studying math. Not drawing in class. Didn't we speak about his last week". He looked to his left, with a half cocked smile as is remembering a half told joke. "You know, I have no recollection of the events in question. But what I do know, is that I'm in an art school… Where we're suppose to draw? Right?"

"I fail to see the issue in this situation." he says as he looks back down and continues to draw. "I mean, I'm just drawing"
With the irritation slowly building, she calmly replies "You do realize you are in a math class?" As she stood there waiting for a reply he continued to draw, emerged in his own world of Tchaikovsky and art. He stopped and simply looked at his piece. "Yeah… Wait, what!?"
"Mr. Martinez, you are in a math class."
"Yeah, so what's your point?!"
At this point it was visible that the teacher was highly irritated. "You're in a math class. Where you study math. You're suppose to be studying math. Not drawing in class. Didn't we speak about his last week". He looked to his left, with a half cocked smile as is remembering a half told joke. "You know, I have no recollection of the events in question. But what I do know, is that I'm in an art school… Where we're suppose to draw? Right?"