Teacher X Novels & Stories

the English teacher asked calmly. "I am Alex," Alex answer. "I will have to help you, not because of whatever you may have to offer as gratitude or whatever, but because I need to win over Mr Caleb the mathematics teacher for at least once in life time. He use to be the one love by the school authority. I started working here before he came but he is the one that the school authority likes. This must remain between you and myself," the English teacher said. Alex's eyes pop open widely in disbelief, he never believe something in form of grudge do exist between the two teachers. He thought the English teacher will scold him and send him out of his office. He don't want to show much happiness i

"Yes sir, thank you-" "Who said you could make that decision, Mr Jameson. That's impractical, even for a man like you," the authoritative voice that was capable of making everyone stop and stare floated in as Zaire Langston Hughes walked into the podium. "I'm sorry, sir. I was just telling her the rules," Jameson said, even more unsure now as Zaire's scrutinizing expression flashed to everyone there.

They all greeted the Teacher I just sat down and watched as, Mr Peter with his lenses walked to the center of the class with his long legs, although he is in his 40s, he didn't forget to take care of himself, he wore a casual white shirt and trousers and his hair groomed well. He stood at the front of the class and looked around until his eyes stopped at me and moved away immediately. "Ok, everyone should sit down." He said ignoring me. "We will talk about the Human reproductive system." He stated as the class cheered happily "Quiet, let start..." he began the teaching for the day I sat down lazily not interested in whatever discussion is going on. AI3 already turned into a qualified teacher

He was sitting in front of that half-masked bastard's father! "I have a question for you two. What is the difference between a master and a teacher?" "A teacher is someone who imparts knowledge and experience." Ah Yin spoke carefully. "Master is someone who does the same thing, but only for the truly talented individuals," Chen smiled. Qian Daoliu blinked. Although slightly unwilling, he nodded. "It is exactly as the two of you explained. A Teacher's job is to cultivate students to their greatest possible extent regardless of their internal talents. So, a teacher may have a good student and a poor student.

She can not afford to lose. She reaches her assigned classroom and sits herself down, their adviser entering shortly after. "Alright, when your name is called say present. And if I'll have to repeat your name, consider yourself absent." Mr Stevenson, Steven for short, was everyone's favorite teacher. Strict in the classroom, but an entirely different person during break time. He strives to keep his professionalism inside the classroom, but outside of it, he's an acting counsellor, psychologist and father to 3/4 of the campus. Give it a few more months and he's gonna cost the school shrink their job.

the principal said, his voice so stern that I couldn't bring myself to go on talking. "I have seen enough evidence and the meeting with you seems to be spiralling into a yelling match. I acknowledge your soundness of character so far. And that is why I have come to a decision. I understand you are flustered and emotional, and we as the council will take a step back too. Two weeks. I will give you three options. Two weeks to stand here and give me concrete evidence that these texts were not from a teacher, or for you to compile a list of those teachers, and the particular grades that had been influenced, or we will pass our own judgement, and you should prepare yourself for that."

Rolling my eyes, I ignored her as the teacher walked into the room. "Good morning, everyone!" Walking to the front of the desks, Mr. Stevenson smiled at everyone. Mr Stevenson was a man in his late forties, with slightly greying hair. He was kind, I'll give him that, but mess with his classes, and he became the worst teacher in the history of teachers. I had seen him pick up a student's phone and throw it out the window, and all because it started to ring.

the teacher said with a sad frown. “Yes, my father told me,” I lied. “But don’t worry, we found an incredible teacher to replace him so you girls will still get a good education out of this semester,” she said fondly, glancing up at the strange man that I saw earlier with the body of armor. My heart fell into my stomach as he poured his dark eyes into me, and I felt the need to step away. “This is Professor Xander. Enzo’s replacement.”

He paused and raised his brows at me, there's a weird smirk playing at the corner of his lips and I know he knows what's running through my mind right now -I can't afford to stay three whole days away from his huge d**k, I MIGHT DIE! “But I'm not a school teacher, baby” a sly smirk appeared on his face. “I'm just a sèx teacher, and you're the only student I've taught for three days” “I'm the only student you've taught for three days?” he nodded. “How many days do you normally teach your previous students?” He threw the used tissues in a wastebasket in a corner, then sat down and showed me his index finger. “Only one day” he said.

Then the teacher paid respect to me Teacher: how are you doing today Unugwa? I hope you're enjoying the school Me: yes I am ma'am. Thank you It was then that guy looked back at me, his eyes met mine and I could see that he was surprised. I looked at my fingers then raised my head when I was sure that he wasn't looking The teacher began to teach Mathematics and I listened attentively because I wanted to know if she could teach it well. I love maths though it's not my favorite subject. Biology is