Jeanne sat behind her desk as she waited for her next appointment. She was now a middle school teacher and parent conferences were being held. She was hurriedly scribbling notes from her last session and Buddy's dad was standing beside her before she was even aware that anyone had entered the room. Looking up, Jeanne shivered perceptibly. I wasn't even awar...
When schools closed due to fears of a contagious virus, teachers, like Mrs. Mower, began to live in front of a live video stream. They started interacting with students through live streams, chatrooms, and amateur video lessons. As a math teacher, Mrs. Mower learned to be especially engaging, because students had more distractions in their homes than in the...
In Which Gryphon teaches Innocence and Chastity in a college of Further Education; and develops a particular affection for the attractions of Chastity. Gryphon had enjoyed her work as a school-teacher and it was a great disappointment for her when it became clear that she would have to seriously consider a move to another institution - and as there was suc...
All chapters in this story are plotted and written. I'm just tweaking and adjusting the later chapters as I submit them. So no worries about the story just stopping without an ending. New chapters will be submitted once the previous one has been approved. Thanks very much to kholix22 for initial thoughts and ideas on the story and a special thanks to cafeju...
How it all started I've always hated the stress and drama of parent/teacher conferences. It was one of the few times I'd really "dress up" so I can make a good impression on the parents. This was especially true with the first formal meeting as I figured if I look good, then they would take the news of their child's academic difficulties a little better. Th...
I tend to dislike parent/teacher nights. The parents, if they actually bother to turn up, tend to whine a lot, explaining it's not their fault that little Johnny/Mary is a thug/tart with the intelligence of a goose and the social skills of a mongoose. I have to gently explain that I'm there to further the kid's education in basics like reading and writing....
Strong sun, that bleach The curtains of my room, can you not render Colourless this dress I wear?-- This violent plaid Of purple angers and red shames; the yellow stripe Of thin but valid treacheries; the flashy green of kind deeds done Through indolence high judgments given here in haste; The recurring checker of the serious breach of taste? No more...
We met in the usual way, Beth being my son's 2nd grade teacher, me being the, "Thing," in his class assignment, "Show & Tell – My Favorite Thing." He wanted me to tell the class a story, something I'd been doing for him every night when he went to bed. After I'd finished with the story, I knew the class was impressed, also knowing that she must have been al...
Strong sun, that bleach The curtains of my room, can you not render Colourless this dress I wear?- This violent plaid Of purple angers and red shames; the yellow stripe Of thin but valid treacheries; the flashy green of kind deeds done Through indolence high judgments given here in haste; The recurring checker of the serious breach of taste? No more...
Dr. Greg Clark gritted his teeth and tried to focus on Ms. Bristol's words. It wasn't that she was boring; he was genuinely interested in how Shelly was adjusting to life as a kindergarten student. Mallory, however, was making it damn hard to concentrate on anything but how hard he was and how good her hand felt— slipped through his open fly and unbuttoned b...