Miraculous Teachers Novels & Stories

Chapter Fifty-Two: Back to Zero Miracle's POV Aside from teaching major subjects, I also chose to teach other subjects such as arts. When I was still a student, I liked every subject and I was one of the best students my teachers had. To simply put, I was a school nerd and a teacher's pet. I admit I was, but in my defense, it was the only way I cling onto when my own family ignored my existence. It was a way to seek attention and some validation, which I now realize is wrong.

Miss Joana asked one of the male teachers who had just arrived. "Oh? Who are you?" Miss Joana took off her glasses and looked annoyed at the man in front of her. "I'm a new teacher here. I teach English." "Really? It's no wonder I've never seen you. Oh, let me introduce myself, I’m Bagus, the mathematics teacher." Miss Joana just stared at Mr. Nice's outstretched hand without intending to accept it. Not long after, the bell rang. "Oh I have to teach now. Please move aside, you are blocking my way."

When he’d gotten used to it, and when he didn’t really see the point in fixing things. But then he began to remember the time when Joanna — however reluctantly — taught him about the business every day, including weekends, and even took the time to teach him what he was confused about. She was a big part of the reason why his grades in school improved, and also why he became more interested in rising to the top. Even though their relationship was not very good at the time. It made Michael sigh. Maybe, deep down, they had wanted to reconcile their differences for years. And maybe now was the time to finally take action.

"I can already picture myself sleeping on her entire Sibyl Studies class. Divination is the most boring subject of all." Niccoli whispered to Audrey. The next teacher who enters the room is an energetic and dashing man with blonde hair. He was good at playing with his good looks as he was able to make a lot of female students giggle and blush with just his casual smirk. Also, his eyes were so captivating. As if just one glance will draw your soul out. It has the beautiful color of the purest emerald. His talent is at beast taming and he will be their Beasticology teacher, Gerard Mprgan. The Apothecary teacher is also a sorceress. She seems to be in her early thirties. Her cute face and avera

One wrong word and there would be one less Elder in the hall! “A few minutes ago,” the oldest Elder here responded. She was an aged woman with hair full of gray hair and eyes that reflected deep pools of wisdom. Seeing her step up, many of the elders sighed silently in relief. And why was that? Well, this elder was called Elder Miriam. And she was no ordinary elder. She was one of Magma’s teachers! Magma only had two teachers his entire life, and Elder Miriam was one of them. She was the only one amongst the elders who knew Magma better than he even knew himself. And Magma respected her so much that there was no way he would ever harm her. In fact, she was the only one who would never be afr

After coming home from school, it felt like all my strength was drained. Yes, I am an English teacher teaching at Mercusuar High School. Is, one of the elite schools in my school. Only high-achieving students and whose parents have thick pockets can attend Mercusuar education. I myself am, one of the lucky ones to teach at the school. So many conditions, to be able to teach at the school. Luckily, I passed the pre teaching test. Namely, in the test the teachers' ability to teach and master the class. Even though it was my first experience, I succeeded.

The girl steadied her breath to remain calm. ​"That is the name given by my teacher," Sua replied, lying. ​"Teacher?" Rai asked, increasingly curious. ​"Yes. The teacher who taught me about medicinal herbs," she interjected. ​Meanwhile, Su Ying pondered in silence. Her suspicion had been confirmed. What happened to my Linjin? she thought. Tears then began to well up and flow slowly. ​Sua, seeing Su Ying's reaction, realized that the woman had discovered the truth. The girl lifted one of her mother's hands and placed it on her own cheek.

The man was dressed in a hooded cape, dark-green, with long, dishevelled, slightly grey hair. “We got to the other side ... or as we call it, the Enchanted and Unusual Land of the renowned Elmbridge School of Magic, where you will learn about magical transformations, spells and special and unusual incantations. Here, I am Professor Eadan Knudlac. And, among others, the director of the Elmbridge School of Magic. Besides, I am the one who teaches the courses of ...” Anyway, the professor was interrupted by a young lady, with gracious voice like the merry song of a mermaid:

Morning, during Albanese class. Miriam entered the classroom and started her lesson immediately. Eden, seated at the back, stood up and narrowed her eyes. "Ms. Miriam, did you forget something?" Miriam looked at her awkwardly. "I have an excellent memory. What could I have forgotten?" "You seem to have forgotten about our wager," Eden said with a cold expression, a glint in her eyes. "You must be joking!" Miriam blurted out, laughing. "I am a teacher. Why would I bet against you students? Eden, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you’re ranked second in the entire year group. I'm still your teacher."

Seeing her father’s room close at hand, Miranda’s lips slowly curved into a subtle yet confident smile… Let's crack the whip and make an example of this teacher!