• The Teacher


    It's been almost two days since Fred's been going to school at Lane. All my teachers have been essentially nice and haven't been given too much homework. He opened his locker which was still basically empty. But there was some sort of note on the bottom. He thought it was his partners and was going to put it on the shelf inside, but the note said "FOR ALL NEW FREASHMAN". So he decided to read it. The note said:

    Dear New Freshman,
    HURRAY! YOU FOUND ME! And you'll be glad you did. Listen, you must pass this on the same way I did, for the teacher your about to read about, must be told about. She is evil, and every freashman has the right to know about her. She has threatened every student not to tell you about her, for she has a "special" surprise for you. I don't know the details but we all know that it's not good. So my dear reader, make haste and pass this letter around to the other freashman. For it's critical that you all know about...THE TEACHER!!
    Let me just warn you first, she has a really good disguise. It makes her look all so innocent. She looks pretty young, probably in her thirties. She has a beautiful complexion on her face, but she also has acne. She has the most beautiful blue eyes that can make anybody feel sorry for her (just because they end up crying). She has braces still because her Orthrodonace forgot to take them out when she was eighteen (so she said). But she does have a nice straight over bite (ha ha, she deserves it). But don't be fooled! This face and only this face is what everyone sees. That is the advantage to this disguise, the pretty, smiling, part perfect, sad looking face. UGH! Just thinking about that face brings tears to my eyes! I hate it! She can get anyone fired, expelled, and detention. But the worst thing she can do is blame somebody with just a glance. I know this one kid who got blamed for destroying the principals second place trophy for soccer! The Teacher hates soccer! I saw her destroy it herself. It was the one he won at the Chicago Fire Championship. His team won second place. The closest they have ever gotten. So I see her just take a glance at it, and in a blink of an eye: it was all dented up! Then the kid comes walking down the hall and sees her about to flee and the trophy! She then grabs him by his collar and brings him to the Dean! The next day, he was expelled from school. Now let me tell you about her worst qualitiies.
    The number one worst thing about her, is her stomach. I don’t mean that she’s fat, she’s quite skinny in a matter of fact. But it's just strange, it likes to grumble, and rumble. You know when you get hungry, your stomach starts to growl. You may think this is stupid for me just to put this as the number one worst thing. But you don't know how annoying and disturbing it is. For example, your taking an important math test. It's quiet in the room with the sound of pencils writing and erasing. Ahhhhhhhh, so peaceful. Then you hear her stomach growling! It may not bother you at first, but after a while the rumbling and the grumbling gets louder and louder and soon it's so loud you could barely think! Then she takes a sandwich out and starts eating. Peace and quiet again, but you hear her chewing so loud ( along with her stomach). Then after she's done with the first sandwich, she pulls out another! So basically, she eats constantly and her stomach is a never ending pit (not at all like a two foot hole). So when you hear her stomach rumbling and grumbling, ask to do your work outside (or disturb the class just to get outside and do your work, that way you don't have to answer "Why do you want to do your work outside the class room?" ) . So you had better hope, beg, and pray to God that you don't get that teacher (for any grade for she likes to do any grade!)
    The next worst thing about her is that she does one crime everyday! I hope your sitting my dear reader because this is a serious crime. The worst crime that she's ever committed (that she's still doing) is littering in the halls! Okay, it's not that serious because we all do it. But there's more to this serious crime! I bet you that you always see some poor person being a janitor as their full time job. Well, The Teacher makes their job worse! Hopefully you all have seen a clean floor. So clean the floor squeaks and shines! Well, that clean floor is now overwhelmed with mud, cans of all kinds, and candy wrappers of all kinds (in a blink of an eye!). Also at the edge of the mess is (guess who?) the smiling sweetly Misssssssssssss- sorry can't type right while spelling her name (it's a common side affect everyone has). Any way, The Teacher goes and says "You missed a spot". The janitor's groan as they clean up the mess. She just continues to smile sweetly and walks away. There's a rumor going on that she treats the janitors like slaves. Which gave her yet another nick name, Slave Holder. But that only lasted for two days when some dumb boy called her Slave Holder. She used her diguise to get this kid a weeks worth of detentions with her!
    The last and final worst thing about her is that she loves her job! Do you know why? She basically tortures kids everyday, that's why! You know the kid that got the weeks worth of detentions? I witnessed what she did to him! His detention started on Monday and ended on Sunday, but the worst part is that he had to be at school for THREE HOURS!!! On Monday after school, I saw The Teacher making the kid clean erasers over and over and over again! She kept spreading chalk over the erasers saying they were still dirty. Tuseday came and I saw her making him write a punishment on the board. It said: I WILL NOT CALL MY TEACHER SLAVE HOLDER! It was all over the board and The Teacher erased it all making him write it all over again! Then on Wensday, after school, I saw her making him do jumping jacks. He was huffing and puffing and he was beat red! When he stoped, she yelled at him to keep going and laughed at the poor kid. On Wensday, at the back of the school, I saw her making him run around and around and around and around the whole school! But the worse part was that dogs were chasing him! She just laughed until she was crying. Thoughs were her dogs and she sicked them on him. On Friday I saw him yet again, but this time, he was carrying books that weighed a ton! Then he dropped them on his way down the stairs (also falling). I went to go and help him but, she came along. She grabed him by his collar and yelled at him to pick them up. I saw him painfully get up and limp away to get the books. On Saturday, I saw the boy again by a peeling white house painting it white. It was pretty warm outside and he just put his brush down to streach. Then out of nowhere, The Teacher pops up and starts yellling at him to continue working. He unwillingly picked up the brush and continued painting.Then, finally on Sunday, I was just on my way home. Then I saw him washing a car. I saw no signs saying there was a car wash so I moved in closer. But before I move five feet, I saw The Teacher walk behind the kid. The kid got up and streached his back, thinking he was done. But The Teacher had a different idea. She picked up a bucket filled with dirty soap water and poured it on the car. Then she picked up a hand full of dirt and threw it on the car, smothering it all over. The boy looked dazed. The Teacher patted his shoulder and walked away, leaving the kid to clean up the mess. The worst part was that it was her car. You don't know how bad I feel just watching him, feeling as helpless as a broken pencil sharpener by thousands of broken/unsharpened pencils.
    Now that there are no more bad things, except for greasy mop of a head ( she only takes showers once a week), there are many good things about her. But I know that you freashies don't have much more time. Basically because I see The Teacher looking at me, but also because I know that you all need time to do your homework, do after school activites, ect, ect, ect. And before I leave you to your buisness, one word of advice:
    When you see The Teacher in the hallways.... RUN! She will be looking for her next victim!
    Sincerily and dreadfully sorry,
    A Fellow Student

    Fred looked at the note, horrified. "What were the good things about her!?" he thought "Were there even any good things about her?" Fred sliped the note into the adjacent locker and walked to his next class slowly. Fred didn't want to go, but he had to. He could of skiped class, but he didn't. To tell you the truth, he feared his next class. For Fred's next teacher is the worst one of them all...THE TEACHER!