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ANYWAYS STEALS SCHOOL IDEA FROM TWO IF BOOKS CUTELY
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SNOWING.
You have had enough of not being accepted by any other companies, they always had excuses like their teams are full, they don't need any more employees, they're good. Well, " Let me be a fucking janitor then.. You pick your own trash in those fancy buildings?? " You groaned, your cheeks puffed in anger. You then sighed, a paper suddenly flew into your face, almost making you stumble in the fluffy snow. Your hair ruffled, and your beanie almost fell. You fixed your scarf and your beanie, looking at the rusty looking paper with a fixated look. Hiring teachers for a special needs school! Hiring.. They're hiring! And your age fits this! But, the thing is, you don't know much about disabilities... But you can handle children any age and kind, so this won't be much of a mess. Right?
" Right! "
You sat infront of the desk where a man in a suit puts down a file full of information about the students, their problems and their cures during the trigger of their problems. The man, of course, is the principal, apperantly he's quite blind when someone doesn't move, since he knows who's there by the vibration of the sound of your feet. You looked at the file, it wasn't much since some parents thought their child is either fine or are unable to pay school support, which is absolutely understandable.
The man soon sat, taking out papers that're clipped together and a pen, your fingers tapped lightly on the desk, feeling a bit confused right now since you've never encountered disabled people, like, in person, face to face. The principal slid the papers towards you, before asking you to fill your bio-data in to know you better and to get you a special tag for child care givers. " I hope you have enough patience to deal with them, some of my co-workers here quitted after their first day due to how hard headed some of the children here.. "
You started writing, " Well, I've dealt with children before. They won't be too hard to handle. " You then slip the paper back to him carefully, with a smile and your hands on your lap. The man smiled, looking up to you with his light red eyes. He looked like he's in his 20s, kinda cute too. You looked back, he can't see you properly, but he knew you stared up to him back.
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Your face felt warm, until he snapped you out of your imagination, an awkward smile crept on his face. " Your period starts in about 10 minutes, go on now! I'll see you during recess! " You immediately jolted up, oh man is this normal? Having lunch with a higher rank is literally too rare for you. You cleared your throat, and stood. Nodding before walking out, you took a quick glance at him waving at you as a goodbye and good luck.
You smiled sheepishly and waved back, bumping into the classroom's door, the children looked at you and giggled playfully, oh man, this day gets better and better.
