she began to clean the podium on the health

In the end she chose to stay, although she did not have much deep feelings for this class of children, but as a teacher should have the responsibility, in the upcoming small early examination in front of the teacher on the teaching of students will have a negative impact.

She persuaded her to stay down, do not care about the score, do not care about wages. She told her, and then for two years, so they go after graduation, you can get rid of them. From that moment on, she had no illusions about the class, and the bonus was out of reach. Every day just mechanical class, get out of class, finished the outline of the requirements of the things that allow students to do their own workbook. Some people talk about her regardless, some people during the class on the toilet she does not care, she no longer pay attention to student achievement, and no longer talk with the students.

This seemingly gentle condition is fragile like a calm lake, until there is a stone pound to the lake, calm is broken, thrown layers of ripples.

One night, Feng Rong arranged the work on the book, nothing to sit on the podium to see students study. It was boring, she began to clean the podium on the health, which may be the only room and her feelings of things. Just picking up the chalk box, she glanced at the inside of the chalk box vague with a black pen to write the seven words: I do not love math class. Do not know why, the seven words like a fuse, lit for a long time in the back of the anger and grievances, she waved a box to the ground. Students who are buried in the self-study were suddenly scared to lift his head, confused watching the desk is ticking the tears of the teacher, and looked around, who do not know what happened, the last few rows of students in the whisper Talked about, and some even gloating to laugh out loud.

Feng Rong sobbed for a moment, suddenly realized that this is to help the students bow, strong self-esteem to stop her crying, she stared at the last row of laughter boys, eyes vicious and firm, stare For a long time, like to eat him like, boys know that they made a mistake, ashamed to bow his head, to avoid her terrible eyes. At this time, the classroom is full of an ominous quiet, like the darkness before dawn, always trapped people in it and people at a loss what to do.
A few minutes later, Feng Rongping his own feelings, she stood up, head up tall, looking down at the audience sitting more than 30 students, it seems that this posture for her endless tears to save a little face. Find Out More | find more information | published here | blog link | click for more | helpful resources | content | additional resources | why not try these out | see this site