Jacob Walters stood before the sink and looked at the face that was staring back at him in the mirror. It was a haggard face. A face that had weathered a lifetime of disappointments. A face that showed defeat in every wrinkle, and desperation in the eyes. How did I come to this? Jacob thought. Jacob hung his head and looked into the sink. He turned on the...
When I graduated from college I couldn't wait to be in my first high school class teaching French. This has always been my dream as my parents had traveled with me to France quite often and I fell in love with this language early on. I was teaching several courses of French with different levels for different grades and most of my classes were very enjoyabl...
I am over 45 and to get a certain perspective, I am taking adult University courses to improve my general culture. One day, at the end of a lesson, my regular history teacher, Mrs. Clementina Maze, asked me to stay in the classroom to tell me that a specialized and renowned teacher coming from the Netherland, Mrs. Donna Karina, was in town and looking for...
These are just some things that for reasons that will become obvious I can't share with anyone around me, well I can share them with one person but he's the one I've already shared these things with. I'm now 28, blonde, slim, thought of as attractive and 1.7m tall. I was a late bloomer, not late physically but mentally and emotionally I didn't really have...
The drizzle was slowly but surely soaking her and making navigating a bicycle over the "kinderkopjes", the granites cobble stones like round children's skulls, of the small streets of the old Dutch university town, a dangerous affair. One too rash move would have her sliding. Nevertheless, Maartje almost willed her bicycle forward and peddled as fast as she...
Jack started a new teaching job and shared his classroom with a cute, energetic, twenty-three year-old female teacher named Nicole. Nicole and she had been working at the school for nearly two years, but she was relatively new to the teaching profession. Even though Jack had been teaching for a long time, since he was new to that school, she was considered t...
Janice Webster scraped the frost off the window of the piper cub one more time. The expanse of snow and trees seemed unchanged from the last time she looked, over an hour ago. The sun was slipping beneath the horizon, leaving a ruddy glow on the otherwise pristine white surface below her. She was beginning to regret her decision to accept the teaching job in...
I was in a good position in life. As an Adjunct Instructor at the university, I was able to teach, which I truly enjoyed, but fortunately I was not burdened with academic research. The four classes I taught gave me plenty of time to myself, including short breaks throughout the day when I could get my errands done or take a leisurely lunch break. While there...
This is a work of fiction and any resemblance of these over 18 year old characters or situations in this story to anything real is purely random chance. The seed of inspiration for this story came from reading a couple of other stories with similar themes that melded nicely with my own recollections of daydreams and wishful thinking about the assembled array...
"Cory!" I jumped a little bit at the sound of someone shouting my name. I was walking back to work from lunch and deeply engrossed in the podcast streaming through my earbuds. I turned around and was surprised to see an old friend from college who I hadn't seen much of over the past six years. "Max!?" I couldn't believe it was really her. "Hey dude!" she...