My Octopus Teacher Book Novels & Stories

“Yes, you’re right, Olive, but I asked for the occasion, dear!” “Ocayyyy….” “Okay—what?” “Otaku?!” “No dear, occasion! Now repeat after me; uh-” “Uh,” “Ow!” “Ahh!” “Uh!” “-kay-” the teacher giggled, palming her mouth. Her students did not know that they sounded funny but she loved teaching those little creatures. “key!” “kay!” “-zhn,” “Huh?” The class fell silent, unable to catch the last word.

It is more like fantasy stories or our topic is legends because it involves magical powers so somehow I am not sleepy. Our history class is over and it's lunch break. I loaded Pearl because she looked tired. Miraculously, it also listens to the discussion. You thought he was learning something or maybe his personality was listening. We were heading to the pantry when I saw Cayden, so I was suddenly nervous, but that disappeared immediately when I suddenly saw an octopus clinging to Cayden's arm.

I dropped in the seat next to Ossey and Mrs Reynolds the teacher busied about the class, cleaning the board before turning to face the class. "Good morning class," she calls and everyone groaned an inaudible response similar to that of zombies. "Books out," she instructs beaming, "we're going to do something exciting." I scoffed loudly and Ossey frowns next to me. "From now on we'll be looking at..." she paused for dramatic effect as if anyone cared, "Circle Theorem," she announces happily and the class groaned its disapproval.

I looked at her with pity,am sure she won't be able to escape people's taunting calling her a clerk. "Shut up everyone."Mr Albert hit his hand on the desk in front of class in order to put the class to other."Bunch of lazy students." Octavia whispered in my ear."This man is a jerk." "Remember that he's your mathematics teacher."i whispered back. "F**k mathematics."she muttered under her breath. *********** The school cafeteria was filled with chatters.Octavia is still abusing our mathematics teacher, she claimed that she was annoyed but why the hell is she eating her meal.I thought when you are angry, you will be pissed off with everything including food.

I landed in a crouch in the midst of dense shrubbery and thick vegetation, and took a slow, careful look around me, not in the least concerned about how I could jump out from the ground. I shook my head, trying to clear my fragmented mind. The last thing I remembered clearly was entering the detention classroom. Was there something else I was forgetting? Yes! The small octopus. I hadn’t seen it at first because it had been resting on the ceiling. I hadn’t seen it until it had jumped on my body. The last thing I remembered was screaming. Waves of weakness rocked me. I found myself on my hands and knees, my belly in hard knots and my insides heaving.

As the sea surface within a radius of several miles exploded, a huge octopus, which was seven or eight stories tall, waved its tentacles full of suckers, broke through the water surface, and appeared in front of Caspian. The fishy smell suddenly became stronger.

"I don't know maybe because Jace isn't here so I don't have anyone to talk about manly things with so..." "And Jace isn't here so...yea.". Jack shook his head,when the teacher came in and i open my book,this time I wasn't surprise to see a picture in my book,This time it was a picture of the letter U's a huge one that filled the whole page filled with smaller U's. "Now I'm really curious".I took out the rest and place them out. I took out the rest and place them on the table laying them out. The heart first then the baby,then the U and the eye.

Ocean shot back at him. “I wasn’t asking you, Ocean.” “Then focus on teaching.” Ocean retorted and brought his hand down from my shoulders. He opened my backpack, brought out a notebook and a pen, and started to scribble in it. “I didn’t know that you took chemistry, Ocean…” Ocean lifted his head from the desk, he stared blankly at Teacher Hun. “…this is the first I’m seeing you in my class.” “Why don’t you teach, Isn’t that what you came here for?”

He hadn’t looked up from his book—a hardcover about deep-sea creatures that he’d been reading for three days, the spine already cracked from the number of times he’d pressed it flat to study the illustrations. “Did you know,” Lucas said, “that the colossal squid has the largest eyes of any living creature? Each one is the size of a dinner plate.” “Nobody asked, Lucas,” Chloe said. “Nobody needs to ask. Knowledge is free.” We all giggled. I scraped the burned eggs into the trash and started new ones. Harrison leaned against the counter beside me, close enough that his hip touched mine. “I’ll do toast,” he offered. “You’ll sit down and supervise.”

At the ceremony where my mother, Helena Marlow, received the Best Homeroom Teacher award, the parents wept with gratitude. They praised her for nurturing the students successfully without ever resorting to harsh discipline, and for helping them all to excellent results. But no one knew that the path to their children’s success had been paved by Mom, using me as a warning to others. When someone in the class stole money, cheated on an exam, or got into a romantic relationship, I was the one punished. During the ceremony, the principal, Ms. Wanda Ambrose, stepped onto the stage to present her award. She asked, “Ms. Marlow, you have so many outstanding students in your class. Which student