My Kids
Author: Dan_El
last update2025-10-24 09:31:52

'Why me?' wasn't even a sentence I could afford to use, as the only thing I did was rush to Mr Head teacher's office to confirm. And

"Yes only 5 subjects" was his response, and he said it with no atom of sentiment, like somehow somehow, miraculously, I was supposed to be aware of this, like it was some common sense knowledge that flew in the air that everyone was privil to. Talk about emotional damage then add a raise.

On the other hand, joy mixed with my blood stream swarm to every corner of my body, breaking the realm and moving to my soul. Finally things made sense, for someone who had been managing to keep up with 12 subjects, 5 were definitely a walk in the park, some real soft bread.

And you'd think life at work became easy. Well it did, for the most part of it.

Just like any other thing the session ran it's course, and we were done with that term and session. Being my first fruits I loved those kids, being the first ones I had to experience teaching on a professional level wit
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    'Why me?' wasn't even a sentence I could afford to use, as the only thing I did was rush to Mr Head teacher's office to confirm. And "Yes only 5 subjects" was his response, and he said it with no atom of sentiment, like somehow somehow, miraculously, I was supposed to be aware of this, like it was some common sense knowledge that flew in the air that everyone was privil to. Talk about emotional damage then add a raise.On the other hand, joy mixed with my blood stream swarm to every corner of my body, breaking the realm and moving to my soul. Finally things made sense, for someone who had been managing to keep up with 12 subjects, 5 were definitely a walk in the park, some real soft bread.And you'd think life at work became easy. Well it did, for the most part of it.Just like any other thing the session ran it's course, and we were done with that term and session. Being my first fruits I loved those kids, being the first ones I had to experience teaching on a professional level wit

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