Teacher Novels & Stories

"Um... Um" I stuttered speechlessly Noticing my inconvenience, she speak up "Anyways that's a talk for another day but first, sorry but I have to do this" she said and before I could say do what, I heard her voice again "Hey, Alex" that's my naughty friend talking to my teacher and she called him Alex, she'll never get away with that without a detention Wait, detention, she's trying to get a detention because I did, As sweet as that sounds, it's equally crazy

"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.

Dad's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, "yes dad?" My little brother laughed and I sighed, "sorry dad.. There's a new teacher at school and a lot of things are about to change..." "Is this teacher a man..." I laughed, "God nooo dad... no... a woman.. it's a 21 year old girl from the US..."

Just a moment later, we also finished eating and a teacher has finally arrived… “Good Afternoon, Georgians. I am Sir Jude Boribor… You can call me Sir Jude instead. I will be your CPAR teacher for this semester. So, what does CPAR means?” The whole room was quiet except for the hum of the aircon. We did not research about our subjects…

Her blue-and-white sneakers were new, but even I had a hard time guessing what might be beneath the layers of clothing. My observation was interrupted by the teacher clearing his throat. “Good morning, everyone. I’m Mr. Thomas, your Biology teacher for this year. Thank you for choosing my advanced class.” “Sorry for being late, I was sent from the teacher’s office,” a guy interrupted. “I’m Paul Tashiro, a new student.” “Welcome to our school. Please sit next to Mr. Simmons.”

Gordon pointed up, "There's now the body of one of the students upstairs. I want you to get rid of it before anyone finds out." "Okay." Marco pointed at the camera in the upper corner of the room, "Is it on?" "Yes it is." said Mr. Gordon while looking at the camera. "Oh my God!" 'knock knock knock' They looked towards the door frantically. Quickly Mr. Gordon told his sister to hide. "Come in!" The door slowly opened revealing a woman who was one of the teachers at the school. Mrs, Karina, a Mathematics teacher, she is of Indonesian descent.

Jillie “Princess Jilliannah.” “Yes, Erica?” I questioned as I looked through pictures of different venues. “Prince Jarren has been questioning me about what we are doing here daily.” “What did you tell him?” I inquired, looking up from the pictures. “I told him exactly what you told me to. You are starting your lessons.” “Good.” “My cousin’s too nosy for his own good,” Xander stated, holding up a picture of a gothic-style building. I shook my head.

Anna, a beautiful young lady who just get done with service was beside him as she concentrated more on a marking script. Funny enough, Kelvin had once asked her out on her first week at work. Even after she reported him to the admin, he still got pardoned, but not this time anymore. "My sweet thirteen, is anything the matter?" "Yes!" A footsteps tumbled towards my direction. "Hey, my best teacher in st. Antonio. You have gat a cool dress there." The maths teacher, known as Mr. Focus by all students' was seen as I looked back. He shook his head and walked down to his sit at the corner of the room. I giggled and turned back to Mr.

“How are you, dear?” She is a nice older woman. I really like her. I think of her as a grandmother of sorts. Sometimes, we have coffee together. “I’m good, thank you. How are you and Mr. Muller?” Her husband is a retired postal worker, and she used to teach dance. She still has the graceful movements of a ballerina. “Good, good,” she says with a smile. “It’s a bit warm out there today. You probably don’t need your jacket.” She looks at me suspiciously.

“Is he really that strict when teaching someone?” “Girl, if you are able to make Sean smile for one second when he is teaching you, then you must be special because he never smiles, and once after the lesson for the day, he would be laughing and telling jokes and you would be wondering, is he still the same Sean or does he have a twin that comes out only during lesson periods?” “I believe I told you to watch her not chat with her,” Sean said behind him and they both shrieked. “Would you stop creeping out on someone,” TB complained and with a huff, left the room.