Teacher Loves Student Novels & Stories

I suddenly feel the coldness rushing through my body. "Yeah! How can I not like her? She is the most special person in my heart," he says. Most special person? "Have you ever told her? About her being the special person for you?" I ask. He then laughs suddenly. "I don't tell people whether to hate them or love them. Miss Lily has been my teacher since childhood and I like her because she has taken care of me more than my mother did to me," he says. "What?" My eyes enlarges as they flutter in shock.

I have to do this or get to his bad book. "Urm Phil", I shortened his name as he gave out that vibrant smile. " Please don't do anything bad to Mrs. Linda, she is a good teacher", I tried to cover up, afraid he might do something bad to her or ask someone to do it. "A teacher does not only teach. He or she nurtures, builds, and encourages a student. But her's is the opposite. She embarrassed you because you are effeminate, giving you the responsibility of doing absentee projects. Who does that?", he objected, fear gripping me for how much information he knows about me.

Edward Mitchell coldly shouted. "I won't let it go, you won't want anyone else either." Edward Mitchell squeezed out his cigarette, rubbed it over and over, stared at the ashtray, then said in a low voice, "I have a great spirit of learning, students are better than teachers." Anne Jenner smiled, "It's too much, it's far from it." "Damn it, what else do you want to learn? I taught you myself!" Edward Mitchell gritted his teeth and said. Anne Jenner smiled faintly again.

"You already help me enough by giving me a place to stay. I don't want to be a burden to you." "We're friends, right?" he questioned, glancing quickly at her, and she nodded in response. "Friends help each other, that's what I do and will continue to do if you allow it." He smiled, a gleam of amusement shining on his face and in his voice. "And, look, the classes might be interesting for me too." Tábata felt her eyes fill with tears, but she held firm. A confusion of feelings overwhelmed her, between relief, gratitude, and a hint of doubt. But above all, an unexpected joy at no longer being alone.

Details of the dream. "Galina Semyonovna! Is this your student?" i grabbed a photo that fell on the floor. "Yes, Zhenya! He's my pride! "How i want him to love me! But i am only a miserable wretch in his fate!" i said sadly and the teacher looked at me strangely, and i must have lost my mind.

To remember what I felt when he was touching me, to go over in my mind the pleasant feeling I experienced yesterday, it's so. "What do you think of this, Marylise?" The teacher's voice pulls me out of my ponderings. I leap at hearing my name and quickly lift my head off the table from my seat. I look at the teacher and she gives me a look of few friends. "Excuse me?" I mean, trying to get her to repeat her question. "I ask you, what do you think about what I have just said. . . " She repeats, with a challenging voice and look. I swallow hard as I look around and notice that all the gaze of my peers is on me.

I rather to be in favor to them instead of forcing them to learn though I know that they are not in a good condition. “Why don’t you sir tell us about your self, so that we will be inspired,” My student said beside Ms. Tan. “Isn’t ironic that you hate when a teacher tell their life story instead of teaching you, Ms. Veluz? And now you want me to tell something about myself rather than listening to our next topic?” I told to them and sat on the chair as I give them a silly smile while my continuously raising my eyebrows. They became quiet again and I can how nervous they are from what I said.

After spending my life not having a social life, one of my favorite teachers is throwing my hard work down the drain. " That's all for today, have a great day!" He excitedly said before exiting the class.

“Yeah, besides, once the teachers know what’s going on, those guys won’t dare to mess with you anymore.” With all three of them offering their support, Maesei finally nodded, though she still seemed a little unsure. “Okay,” she said quietly. “I guess we can tell a teacher…” “That’s the spirit,” Vince said with a small smile. “Let’s go find one.” They made their way through the hallways, eventually finding Teacher Tysha, one of the kindest and most understanding teachers in the school. She had a gentle smile and was always willing to listen to the students. When they approached her, she noticed Maesei’s tear-streaked face right away.

I love teaching, I love being near Thalia in school. I love seeing her in class and not just her, I have come to like the other students. They listen, okay maybe not all the time but it’s fun getting them to listen and work hard. I don’t want it to end but if we will get Thalia in trouble by staying in the school then I don’t mind stepping away.