Teacher Love Novels & Stories

But with her bubbly personality and kind nature, it was easy to overlook her semi-obsession with love. "Feel free to go crazy with your ideas, I want to feel what you feel on your assignment pages." She spoke with so much passion, I was beginning to think she wasn't referring to boring assignment pages anymore. But that was just Miss Green for you. I doubted there was any other teacher in our school who loved their jobs more than she did. She seemed to find so much joy in her job, and it was clear in every Literature class of hers. Because she enjoyed what she taught, she made it easy for us to also do the same. Which was precisely why she was my favorite teacher.

I had always wanted to be a teacher because I loved teaching. It was a dream I didn't ever let go of, at a young age. Now I got a chance to fufill that dream, so I took this chance to heart. Even if I found my mate or not, I would never give up my profession. "There's no time for relaxation, Layla. Everytime wasted is a time to shape someone out there into a responsible person. If I relax, those students wouldn't gain more knowledge and im_" "Alright, Alright that's enough. Teach all you want and please just stop the preaching already, It's annoying."

I said with so much anger. "That is the basic truth. My daughter had not picked up when she started until Miss Mendy took her in and then made her life beautiful. I know that there might be some issues between both of you but it doesn't change the fact that she is one of the best teachers over here." Another parent spoke. "She has records of people who come to give her accolades. Surely everyone cannot be lying against her can they?" Todd defended my sister and then I knew that she already had a firm grip on this school and there was absolutely nothing I could say that would change their mentality about her.

PRESENT. Ivy breathed a sigh of relief as she finally reached the last period of her class lectures. "Have a nice day, everyone," she said, waving to her students as they left one by one. To many, she was a crush, and to some, a role model. Ivy was a dedicated teacher at Primes Time College who took her job to the next level. She was willing to go to extreme lengths to ensure that her students understood every detail of what she was teaching.

she proudly stated, revealing a thumbs up out of her tiny fingers. “Please take care of him. I’m gonna go to work now. I’ll be back soon.” I kissed the top of her forehead before picking up my stuffs from the small chair behind our door. I sighed as I started walking towards our school. Our life may not be as good as others but I can proudly say that I worked very hard to provide our daily needs. There’s no shame in that. And one more thing, I’m a teacher and I love my profession. Being a teacher makes me relieved. I enjoyed teaching children how to read and write. I enjoy checking their works and being a part of their journey as they grow up.

"The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires."― William Arthur Ward. I, like most of the student population, hate math. I just don't get it. I don't see why we need to learn it and since I usually don't see it as a necessary subject to be a doctor; I don't focus on the class. It's the last period, and I'm tired, it's math, and most importantly I can't get what Isa said earlier out of my head.

“Serena’s mom, what a surprise to see you today! How come you have time to drop her off?” She smiled warmly, holding Serena’s hand. “Work’s not too busy today,” I said with a smile, carefully watching the teacher’s face. She crouched down, playfully tapping Serena’s nose. “Look at how much your mommy loves you, taking time off work to bring you to school!” The teacher’s behavior was warm and genuine. Even the way she looked at Serena was filled with real affection, not the slightest hint of pretense.

It is my primary goal to get them all to quit and leave us in peace. So now I’m going to tell you how I completely destroyed possibly one of the best teachers enter our school. I’m telling you this so you can learn the way, too. Let us make the classroom ours! Hey, why not make the whole school ours. Teachers don’t care about us; they are only here because they couldn’t get any other jobs and the holidays are good.

All I could think about was protecting my family and ensuring he didn’t slip into our lives uninvited. “That's nice and all… but I just hope you’re not doing it for control. Most teachers like that just want power over little individuals,” I said, stealing a glance at Shimma, who was watching me closely. “But I’m sure you’re not like that.” I said, my voice filled with sarcasm. “Of course I'm not! I love what I do, and I do it because I love it, not because I need control,” he shot back defensively. I nodded, a smirk tugging at the corner of my lips.

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."