MR. KJELLBERG - BY BRANDON HORTH

A new school

I got up excitedly in the kitchen that morning and made myself a coffee. My heart was beating wildly and I could not stand still. Today I would work as a teacher in a completely new school. Actually, I was trained as an electrician, but my old company had no more money and went bankrupt. In the meantime, I had searched for vacancies and finally found an ad from a school that was even in my city. There a teacher was searched for some months, who would help to teach the students during the Abi time. But that was not for me. I would rather have the vacancy as a caretaker, because then I got money and had only occasionally exchange a light bulb. That was just the job for me. I sat down at the table and drank my coffee. My cat Blacky stroked my feet and meowed, "Yes, Blacky, I'll be back soon!" I took Blacky on my arm and cuddled with him, his fur was very soft and felt fresh and warm, he snuggled up to my head and gave a satisfied meow: "I'll be back soon!" I whispered his ear when suddenly my dog ​​Jack ran madly around the corner and jumped on my lap: "Hey Jack, careful!" I mature and he licked my face Jack lived with my neighbor, because I He was often away from home and did not have time to take care of him, but Jack visited me every day: "What are you so excited about today? Actually, it just has to be me!" I laughed and scratched Jack's stomach. He barked and licked my face again. I just love animals, they are often friendlier than a human and always the best friend of a human to the end of life. 

When I arrived a short time later at the new school, many students jumped over the playground and there was a huge shouting. I remembered my school days and had to grin. What we did not do all at that time. Some students looked at me strangely, because they did not know me, but I put on my smile and entered the big building. I searched for the staff room and finally found it behind a corner. I knocked no one open, so I looked for the director and finally found her room. When I knocked, she immediately opened the door for me and asked me, "So you have to be Mr. Kjellberg?" She asked me and I nodded: "Yes, that's right, my name is Felix Kjellberg!" I answered her and smiled at her: "I am so glad that you are finally here. Her solicitation was great and I have to say I can not wait to finally hire you! "She said, handing me a pile of documents:" I want you to go to ninth grade because our dear Mr. Standfield is sick and will be out of action for a long time, so I think you've got the best of him! " I looked at you questioningly: "Excuse me, but what did you just say?" I asked her, because I had interrogated well: "You get the ninth grade!" she repeated and looked at me invitingly: "Okay, good!" I said and stood up When I was in the corridor a short time later, some students ran past me, looking confused at the pieces of paper in my hand and walking then to the third floor where I finally found the ninth grade Now I was at the door and did not know what I should do, because I had no idea how to act as a teacher, because I was not even one.

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