You must be puzzled by this title. Gold, silver and pearls are treasures, but why guys? If rare things are precious, anything small in number is precious. There are only ten boys in my class, and now you know why I thought of this title.

Before our school was divided into two sections starting from the second year, according to the students' prospective major in university: those wanting to major in sciences and those choosing liberal arts; however, my year was different. We were split into two since the first year. The whole grade was divided into a special class (upper level) and an ordinary class, which resulted in the clear difference of numbers in boys and girls. My class is the special class for liberal arts majors and the numbers of guys match the number of players on a soccer team. There aren't any substitute players who can switch with them. When the class started, there were only nine guys. We were worried that we wouldn't be able to play soccer because the male team needed one more player. The homeroom teacher promised she would "bring one boy from the science major class." I was doubtful, but a few days later a new guy transferred into our class. "Finally we have a soccer team!!" We were overjoyed. He is sitting next to me now.

All the guys in our class are like rare Panda bears. We make fun of them all the time. The guys who are always being picked on gather at the back of the classroom to think of ways to get back at us. They are the minority of our class, but since the girls respect democracy, we do not pressure them yet give them freedom of speech. The homeroom teacher once pointed out that during recess, the girls only play volleyball and that the boys only play soccer and that this "lack of unity may split up the class even more." The teacher proposed that every Tuesday in PE, we make a mixed team to play volleyball. At that time I did not show my excitement but truthfully I was really happy and thought that I should make the best out of this opportunity. This was not an official game, but the PE committee divided us into teams and even made a cheerleading team. The name of our team was the Dream Team. I did my best not to lose.
      On the day of the game, the girls were excited even before the game started. The guys were just laughing. I tried really hard to hit the ball. I could hear the cheerleaders shouting, "Go, go, Xiangmei!!"　

At that time I understood why guys were so happy when we cheered. Even after the bell rang we did not want to leave because there was a crowd forming around us. "Look here. We are not just weak girls who can't even wring a chicken's neck!!" I said. We ended up winning the game scoring three to one.

Because there are only a few guys, if there are any chores involving heavy lifting, they cannot get away. We call the guys "rare species," but we don't always ask them to do such work. They must secretly feel proud and relied on when a girl passes him a bucket full of water.

Our teacher once said because there are so few guys, where they sit is critical. Thus, the guys were seated separately throughout the classroom. The truth was that the teacher wanted to stop the guys from talking during class. Other students might think that "special class people are all bookworms," but we have fun too! There is one guy who always does absurd things, but he always makes me laugh. When he was making the students laugh from the front row, we heard a big laughter from somewhere else. We all stopped laughing. When we looked, we found out that a girl sitting at the very back of the class also heard his joke and could not stay still. In short, this is what my class is like. We all share the fun.

Our homeroom teacher is the Korean language teacher. Although much older than we are, the teacher is very good at reading the atmosphere of the class, because the teacher also has a daughter who is in the third year of junior high. I admire our teacher for being able to tell us a lot of interesting stories.

Our class is just like a small sapling that is going to grow into a big tree. In the next three years I believe that both girls and boys will find whatever they are looking for.

I am really an ordinary girl living in China and hoping to make many friends. I try to think I am what I am, and that there will always be a rainbow after a storm. I want to believe in myself more as I go on with life.