Private Teacher Novels & Stories

Maybe the lust and crazy desire I was seeing in her eyes. I'm Helen, the computer science teacher. And you?" She smiled, extending a hand for a handshake as if she didn't know all this already. I have been introduced to the other teachers before. "Leo. Math teacher. Nice to meet you," I said flatly, forcing a smile that barely formed. My displeasure at seeing her was obvious and I could tell she knew already. I wanted this to get her pissed and angry so she would leave in disappointment, but it doesn't seem to be working.

The room where he taught was at the back of the gym, next to another room where a group practiced yoga, both separated from the rest of the space by glass walls and a wooden door. That day, Padilha was wearing red shorts and a gray tank top with the name of the gym written on the front and "instructor" on the back. Paulina noticed that he had a monochromatic tattoo of a canine paw on his right arm, inside the image were the features of a canine face, and underneath were two red ideograms.

She said in a glad tone. “Alright! That’s what we want!” a student responded. “So, let me introduce myself first. I am Ms. Renie Mendoza. Yes, I’m a newbie in this school. My first teaching career was in private. And I chose to transfer here seeking for other opportunities. I’m a Mathematics Major Teacher and I will be your Math Teacher in this whole school year.” She introduced. Woah, a Mathematics teacher. My weakness subject.

"It doesn't matter. It still counts. Let's go have breakfast sir" "Sure. Get in" "Okay ". "Teacher -parent what! Nah! I can't be placed in such disgusting awkward zone. Never. Monalisa and I had breakfast and I dropped her off at her house and drove back home. Sophie was awake already, having her breakfast. "Finally, you're back. Come join me uncle" "I already had breakfast".. "Really? Where? "Somewhere. Quick question. What the fuck is teacher -parent relationship? "Oh, that's the relationship that exists between a teacher and the parent or guardian of the student she's taking care of and she's not allowed to be in any romantic or sexual relationship with him. Why are you asking?

I went from eight years old to an adult in the blink of an eye. These thoughts were floating through my head when the teacher entered, introducing himself as Mr. Evans. He was a fairly young, tall and muscular black man. He was handsome with a super deep voice that held a fierce kindness to it. His head was shaved bald but he had grown a well-trimmed mustache and goatee. He walked in wearing a black relaxed fit t-shirt with a pair of black gym shorts with a whistle hanging around his neck.

Adrian chuckled and shook his head. Reina was about to continue her sentence when the bell, signaling the beginning of the first lesson, rang loudly throughout the classroom. Their teacher, Mr. Montgomery, entered—the one who taught them English Language and Literature. His long white hair fell gracefully over his shoulders. He wore a simple black robe, matching the style of the school uniform. His brown eyes gleamed mischievously as he looked over the students. He stepped onto the stage and spoke in a pleasant tone.

"Okay?" "So, educational tv team is showing up at different schools as they check their usual daily life in school which also includes teaching. I checked the timetable but you don't have math that day but I'd like you to still be in class and teach. I want you to be in camera so we could use your image to further promote the school." She explained. I took in a deep breath and exhaled. I folded my hands together and looked at her. "I'm sorry Mrs Hale, but I'm afraid I'll have to turn down your offer." I declined politely.

Tahimik akong nakikinig, sinusubukan ding buuin ang sagot ko sa isipan ko. "Akira Quezon?" Tawag ni Ma’am Castillo. "What are your thoughts?" Nagulat ako, pero agad kong inayos ang sarili ko. "Understanding human behavior is important for teachers because it helps us respond to the needs of our students," sagot ko nang may kumpiyansa. "When we understand their emotions and behavior, we can adjust our teaching methods to ensure they learn effectively. It also allows us to build stronger connections with them."

Lastly, my heavy feet took me in the direction of my grade school students. "Good morning, class," I greeted them, trying to sound ecstatic when I'm close to tearing up. "Teacher has an announcement to make." I looked at all of them and heaved a sigh. "Teacher is pregnant so I will be taking a break from teaching, but rest assured that Teacher Amor here will be as good as me. She will take good care of you all in my absence." My voice broke a little, but I cleared my throat and smiled.

I asked. Teacher turned toward me fully. “Stabilize the system manually.” I frowned. “How?” “You will learn by command exposure.” That didn’t sound reassuring at all. Aiden stepped closer. “She’s not a machine.” Teacher looked at him. “And yet she is the only one here who can adapt fast enough.” That silence after was heavier than before. I felt it. Aiden felt it too. But I spoke before he could. “Show me.” Teacher nodded once. Then the system shifted.