Novel & Cerita Student Teacher Stories

Rendered speechless, he battled for what to say. " Like seriously?" " Yes, can we continue?" Lexa looked away indifferently and picked up some stones. " Okay," Arnold answered and continued his teachings. After some minutes, they were done, and Lexa was now sweating a little bit. Arnold saw how Lexa was sweating, and he chuckled, " You will get used to it if you practice everyday....." Lexa looked up at him and smiled a little, " Am sure of that and...oh yes, that's reminds me!"

I almost smiled, but I couldn’t bring myself to. We ate the bagels she brought in the kitchen while she told me about her week. One of her students had started reading chapter books on his own. Another one brought in a lizard for show and tell that escaped and caused chaos. Her principal was still terrible, but at least the coffee in the teacher's lounge was good now. Normal things. Small things. Things that mattered in normal people’s lives and should have mattered in mine too if I stopped being hungover, Steven. I tried to care. I tried to focus. But my mind kept drifting to Steven. To his company collapsing. To Bianca. To the fact that in two days, I'd have to see him again and pretend I

“She was so prim and proper, and I wanted to defile and ruin her. First year of college, I’m walking down the street and who do I see but my teacher. I walk over, say hello and next think you know, we’re fucking hard and fast in an alley way; dream come fucking true. She made the cutest little noises while she came on my cock.” “Are you done?” He frowned, “hey, I’m telling a story.” He tapped her nose with the spoon. “The point is, I then took her for coffee since we’d fucked. I thought maybe it might lead to more fucking in a bed instead of against a wall. I didn’t give a shit what she was talking about. Nothing. All I could think of was the fantasy of having my teacher in my bed where I ba

The label was one she’d never expected to hold, yet in this moment, it fit like a second skin. Soon after, the teacher announced a storytelling session, inviting each family to share a short story about a special day they had together. Christian glanced at Olivia with raised eyebrows, and she shrugged slightly, unsure what to say. They had only recently started exploring this new chapter together, and though their time together was rich with moments, she hadn’t anticipated sharing them in such a public, personal way. But before she could worry too much, Eunice had already raised her hand, her enthusiasm evident. “I have a story about when we all went to the park!” she exclaimed, waving her h

“Alright, Sophie, hit me with this exciting news. What is it?” A sly grin crept across Sophie's face as she leaned in conspiratorially. "Word on the street," she began, lowering her voice a notch, "is that the students are cooking up something special for Teacher's Day. Top secret, of course.” "Wow, that's fantastic! My jaw practically dropped. You know, these moments make it all worthwhile, don't they Sophie? All the hard work, the late nights...it feels appreciated tenfold." "You got that right!" she chuckled. "Teaching can be a wild ride, but moments like these make it feel like we're superheroes, not just school teachers.”

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

Ayo said. I laughed softly, “You can say that again." “I can see you and Sandra are pretty close," Ayo said, arching his brows at me and I smiled “Yeah man, there are so many things I want to tell you, man.." A teacher entered the class so we had to end our discussion. It was the biology teacher Mr Ajayi Tunde, a short bald man, aka Mr turtle. Because he is too slow in speaking. He started his lectures which lasted for two hours and subsequent teacher's also came in. Today's lectures were super boring and I couldn't wait for the bell to ring for break time, and I got my wish as the bell rang for break.

“Touché.” “I grew up without books. My parents just weren’t big readers. I later fell in love with reading because of my English teachers. I started making up stories because of my English teachers. I want to help kids find the story they didn’t know they were looking for, whether that’s in a book or in their own writing. I don’t want to negotiate deals or discuss marketing strategies, sit in an office and stare at contracts all day.” She tilted her head from side to side and waited for a giggling group of girls to get their drinks and leave, before she continued: “I could have gone to any school to become a teacher, I suppose, but you know me. Inquisitive by nature, so if I can learn from t

"But you can't laugh, okay?" ‎ ‎"I wouldn't dare," I could hear the amusement in his voice. "Right." Here I went. "So...it's a student-teacher fantasy." ‎ ‎ "Ah," he responded understandingly. ‎ ‎"Yeah, so, you're the teacher and I'm the student." Christ I couldn't believe I was actually saying this. I felt stupid and embarrassed. It was so much easier talking about other peoples fantasies than my own. "I have detention and it's only you and me in the classroom. You're looking over the school work and since you're distracted, I decide to you know."

the teacher said as she looked at Ronan with a prideful expression. Then she turned to the class to give us a brief on his story. I wondered what he wrote? I had a feeling it was going to be about me, at least at some point, "Instead of the usual story, Ronan came up with his own innovative idea, which is filled with drama. It's extremely impressive. You all can have a look at it as well and take some idea out of it. I'm sure y'all will like it as much as I do," the teacher said as she spread the copies of his play within the students.