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Finally, once again the end of the day is approaching, Mr. Science is again sitting in his office, sorting out all the papers that needed to be signed, submitted, checked at the beginning of the year for the director. Mr. Science took a deep breath and exhaled deeply, his sighs filled with exhaustion. There were knocks on the door.
Mr. Science looked towards the door, where the same sounds were heard again. -Yes, yes! Sign in! - He shouted, still looking at the front door to the office.
Mr. Science turned his attention away from the door to continue signing and checking papers. -Hey, what's up, Botan? - asked, rather rudely, the silhouette, which Science saw out of the corner of his eye.
- Hello. - Politely, as the teacher said sci. The skeleton in a dark red sweater and black sports trousers smiled and then came up from behind.
- Oh, that's right, we're teachers. - Said that skeleton, not forgetting this, it was irony. Fell was always rude, even to his students. Sci nodded and, not paying attention, also carried out his work assigned by the director.
Mr. Science's face was a little bright with blush, but he tried not to show himself as he went about his business. -Mr..Fell.., did you want something? —Mr. Science asked.
-Relax, nerd. — Fell smiled, showing his teeth.
During the time they knew each other, Mr. Fell gave Mr. Science many nicknames, one of them was "The Nerd".
Mr. Fell's words influenced sci, he relaxed a little and looked at Mr. Fell. “Ph, thank you..” Mr. Science smiled.
¹‚²Next to the teacher’s desk (Mr. Science) there was a desk (I’ll write why at the end of the chapter.)
Fell sat down on his desk, continuing his dialogue with Science. -So? What are you doing? “Fell asked, although he already knew the answer.
—Again, you need to submit a report to the director, and then check the students’ notebooks to give them grades. —Mr. Science sighed again.
-Ha! I didn't expect the chemist to be so sad. - Mr. Fell's words sounded like banter, but friendly.
-Oh, yes, I didn’t think that I would regret becoming a teacher, but where will I go? Someday, everything will get better. —Mr. Science tried to console himself.
Mr. Science, sitting on the chair (it spins), turned to Mr. Fell. -And you? —making a short pause, “How are your lessons?” Science continues.
- Argh, Smart Guy! These students... Damn! -Mr. Fell seemed reluctant to discuss this topic; he had been tired since the beginning of the year. (XD)
Science smiled. “Ph, okay!” - Without letting Fell finish, said Science. “I think we should just take a break...” Science continued.
- to get distracted? Hah! The students in our school, especially the students from fifth grade to eighth grade, are literally sadists! They do this on purpose to piss off the teacher!! “Fell made a face and raised his tone.
Mr. Fell was easy to anger. -hah! You're too nervous. - Said Teacher Mr. Science in a very calm tone.
-Argh! Shut up! —Fell allowed himself to run into another teacher... -How rude.. Why are we talking on first-name basis? —Science continued to anger Fell. Fell was silent.
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The Chemistry Teacher and the Physical Education Teacher continued to talk, but now, their conversations were very personal. Personal conversations, in the sense that they did not concern the topic of school. It was earlier youth.. Although.. Everyone, EVERYONE! The teachers at our school are not even 30 years old..
They are already young, they are young. But young teachers, if they talk about something, they say “during school time.”
—I was always an excellent student, but I left school after the ninth grade. - said Sci. —I didn’t want to be nervous before other exams. —Science took a deep breath, which was not surprising. He always did this.
-Haha! Did you go to school for nine years and then five at university to become a sad chemist? —Fell was teasing another teacher. -Ha, and you?! Did you study at ³Three and ⁴four? To become a “nervous” physical teacher (OH, I DIDN’T EXPLAIN THE RUSSIAN GRADES. SEE THE EXPLANATION AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER.)
—Science also responded with rudeness to rudeness. Fell was silent, and so was Science. It wasn't something offensive, it was like a mockery. Making fun of each other.
Fell got bored talking about work - being a teacher. Therefore, he flirted slightly with Science.
He, I mean, Science, was a little angry at Fell, calling him a “sad” chemist.
“And I’m not a “sad” chemist..,” the science continued, so that he knows his place (Ha! He doesn’t know his place.)
-Well, who are you, since you are not a “sad” chemist? ~—Fell was still mocking the “sad” chemist. Responding to aggression with flirting.
_________________________________ a Something like a dictionary
¹/²:in Russia, teachers place a desk for a student near their table, in order to place a student who has bad behavior nearby
³/⁴:three and four are average Russian ratings.:
EN. Rating: RU. Rating:
A five great
rating( They put
numbers in the
diary 5)
B. ↓ Three, four
good(50/50) rating
(they put 3,4 in the
diary)
C. ↑
F. Two,Bad rating .
(They put the number 2
in the diary)
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