This was the very first thing i wrote this year...Much help is needed to make this perfecto

Mr. Sarno for history, Mr. Karnus for math, Language arts, the one class i dreaded, with Mrs. McArty. The days of sleeping next to the air conditioner and doing homework at lunch the period before. The year before the McArty era was the McGelroy era. The teacher that even my mother hated. Always having to write your spelling words 5 times each, but if you didn't do that it was 10 times each, then 20, then 50, then 100, until finally 500. Yes, she made a boy named Matt write his words 500 times each. I didn't care too much though, considering my hatred for the name Matt.
We never found out if she really has a glass eye. But the best part of that year was on taco day. I was not feeling well and since I was so afraid to ask to go to the nurse, I waited until the very last possible second. The only words that came out before the food were "Can I go." The hideous pink flower dress was suddenly covered with taco meat. When I came back two days later, she gave us a long speech about if we have to go to the nurse...just go.
The weirdest thing about both of these teachers, who both made my life miserable for 2 periods a day, were so kind when my older and wiser self went to visit.