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Post by Bai on Nov 27, 2007 21:12:45 GMT -5
"You really don't need a brief case, you just have to make sure you don't strangle the kids," came a bored voice from the door way. Abby stepped into the classroom, brushing her silvery blonde hair out of her eyes. A small smile, or it could have been a smirk, was placed gently on her lips as she raised her eyebrows at him. "Though, your kids should be more behaved than mine...I'm Abby by the way...I teacher kindergarten," she sighed, extending her hand to him, a tinge of regret in her voice.
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Post by Kitty on Nov 28, 2007 19:41:38 GMT -5
He shook her hand, happy the teachers were nicer than the day of his interveiw. "Why? They a little out of control?" He asked, clearly knew to the whole 'teaching' thing. "I remember 2nd grade best out of elementry, plus it was one of the few openings. I wanted fifth grade, they seem to have a handle on what 'quiet' means, but it was taken."
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Post by Bai on Nov 28, 2007 20:14:21 GMT -5
"A little? Ha! My cousin's kids are going to drive me to become an acholoic by the end of the week!" she groaned. "I swear, they are driving me insane! They act like their fourteen, not six, and they absoultly love to give me trouble," she said bitterly. "And I understand...But look at it this way, second grade will be so much easier..."
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Post by Kitty on Nov 28, 2007 22:22:18 GMT -5
"Err....okay?" He said uneasily. "I think Kindergarteners can't be that bad. They are small, and love to draw and play on computer. I mean, give them Legos, and they're happy."
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