A day out of my body

That was too much! I had no choice but to run away from this jungle. Does it mean that I was in the subtropical forest? Well, no, I was just in school, in the class I was supposed to teach. I drove blindly ahead of me, my heels were sliding on the, just washed, floor. I ran into the toilet and thought - Here will be safe, enough for a moment. - I took a few deeper breaths to calm my troubled thoughts. But how did it happen that I was here, now? That I have these uncomfortable shoes, horn-rimmed glasses and at least 20 years more? To find out what happened, it would be worth moving a few hours earlier.

Beep, beep

I opened my eyes and looked for the place where this strange sound came from. I looked around the room, watched and did not believe my eyes... it's not my room! I jumped up to sit down and began to think. - What's happening? Where am I? Whose room is this? - In addition, everything was blurred. - What's happening? - I laid back in the hope that it was just a strange dream. I turned my head in the direction from which, this strange sound came from. I reached out to turn off the bell, most likely an alarm, coming from that bright green alarm clock on the bedside table. I heard purring, I ignored it, at least for that time. I reached for my alarm clock, unfortunately I didn't find it, but I sensed a shape reminiscent of angular glasses, similar to those belonging to the tutor of mine. I thought that I could try to put on these glasses, because it wouldn't cost me anything, and maybe, if everything goes right, my vision will improve, who knows. After putting on the glasses, I was slightly scared, it was a dream, wasn't it? I clenched my eyes as hard as I could and pinched myself. Auuuu! That hurt! Slowly, I opened my eyelids and grabbed my head, where the hell are my long hair?! I jumped out of bed, one foot landed on something soft, really soft, in a split of second I heard a cat's cry of despair. It caused another jump, now, in fear and it resulted in a scratched leg, I won't lie it hurt. I turned toward the bed where I had slept comfortably before, next to it, was a nightstand, on which lay a set of tasks in physics, a green alarm clock ... and termination of employment?! I leaned over and took this card in my hand "Wioletta Kupisz ...." I read the name and surname. At that moment I turned to the mirror, which I saw from the corner of my eye. What I saw in the mirror, scared me even more. I did not see myself there, this sixteen-year-old girl with red hair and blue eyes, I only saw my physics miss and my tutor, Wioletta Kupisz, a lady who can not encourage or compel us, a lady who is seen (mainly because of wearing nightmarish clothes) by all students as a "sacrifice of fate", which no one treats seriously. I stated that I would give this application to the headmaster, will not teach us then and maybe someone will be more interesting?

A piece of paper with a lesson plan hung beside the large mirror, I took one look at it. - At 8; 55 I have to be at school. - I said to myself. - But do I have to do not my duties? - I began to think, the thought affected me - And what if I stay in this body until the end of my days? - After this thought, I realized that it does not matter if I am in my body or I don't. I have to perform my duties - I can not just take the notice. I would be left without a job, and you cannot do that, I said to myself. After the decision, I made a small tour of the flat, I was surprised because the whole place is modern and in shades of gray. At the end, I looked into the wardrobe. This view surprised me, the larger part of the wardrobe was filled with fashionable and modern clothes, but the smaller one ... had the 'School' card attached. "Why don't you dress yourself the way you wants?" I thought as I immediately thought of her wearing her modern clothes. In this smaller part of the furniture were three identical beige sweaters and two skirts, one black and the other one, brown. I took one sweater out of the wardrobe and a black skirt. I dressed and started to get ready to leave the apartment. When I finished packing, it reminded me that Mrs. Wioletta always had job cards, which no one ever did. I decided to look for them. After, a long, while, I found the materials I needed. At that moment an alarm rang in the phone placed on the coffee table. I went over and looked at the inscription that appeared as the alarm name "Feed the fluff and leave the house". - So this big cat is called a fluff - I said to myself. I went to the kitchen to feed a hungry animal, but I did not take anything to eat. My stomach refused to take food, at least at that moment. I dressed to go out and once again I took a look at the lesson plan, so I had the first lesson with 8c. I left the apartment and looked around - phew... , fortunately I know where I am - I thought. It started to rain. - Well, that's beautiful - I said to myself. I started running towards the school, which was less than ten minutes from Mrs. Kupisz's apartment. When I ran to school, the bell rang, soaked with dripping water, I ran into the classroom. As I suspected, no one paid attention to me. I took off my wet coat and hung it in a chair next to my desk. I approached the board and tried to shout over the thirty-person class. The youth who used the phones, played music and talked, completely ignored me, the desperate physics teacher. At some point someone in the classroom shouted. - Guys, look at Kupisz! - there was laughter in the class, some people even threw insults to me. I've had enough, I ran out of the room.

Now I'm sitting here in the school toilet and I'm thinking what to do next. I have the next lesson with "my" class. Maybe I will help Mrs. Wioletta and try to persuade them to respect me, of course the present one, in the teacher's body as well as the "normal" Mrs. Kupisz. As the bell rang, someone knocked on the toilet, and this wrenched me out of my thoughts, I left the toilet and checked the watch 9:42. Eight minutes to the next lesson, - maybe I'll give them a card from the previous topic? - I thought, - Or maybe ...? - I came up with a great idea, from the implausible teacher, that I am now, I am going to make a cover. I smiled at this, as if some of the students had captured it, a demonic plan.

I entered the class, the materials that I prepared in the morning have already dried up, it's time to change. The bell rang, as usually no one listens to me, I chose for the answer Kinga, one of two people interested in the lesson. I ask her with the lens effect, she knows everything. Without hesitation, I add her grade, I wrote the grade in the diary and asked Borys, a student who can bend almost every teacher, to give cards with today's topic. I wrote a topic on the board, then briefly explained it.

As I finished translating the reflection of the picture in a convex mirror in the classroom, the screams ceased, and laughter broke out. I do not know what they were laughing at, I didn't care, in any case I put away the chalk I wrote on the board and went to "my" desk. I picked up a traditional diary and with all my strength dashed him against the desk.

There was a deathly silence in the class. I said - Pull out the cards, you're writing a quiz, well, actually you have five minutes to repeat the news from today's department - I smiled and sat down at the wooden counter. I heard Alex's voice, with him and several other people, I keep together all the time. - But why do you have to make us a quiz, it's unfair. - So... it is fair; to talk, listen to music and not listen to the teacher on a lesson, when the teacher says something? - I asked a rhetorical question - Well, no, but yes, after all we don't have to learn it, and you do not explain it. - Alex still kept telling me lies. - Alex, dear child, you do not listen on the lessons, also other teachers complain to me, so far you get one, for working on the lesson - I replied and then I wrote the number in his place in the table. - Five minutes have passed, pull out the paper you're gonna write on. - I dictated questions to them, in the meantime I started to check the presence. I look around the classroom, my eyes land on me, it sounds strange, a question popped into my mind - Is mrs Kupisz in my body? - I checked the attendance list til the end. I got up from the creaky chair and went through the classroom picking up ties and telephones and putting them on my desk. I set the timer for fifteen minutes.

When the time was over I turned off the timer and collected the notes. There were murmurs in the class. - Do you think I really can not see you downloading? - I spoke and the class died down in response. - Throughout September and a bit of October I watched you, if you listened to what I was explaining today, you would know that the glass reflects the picture and acts like mirrors. Everything you did was reflected by the glass and what to pull... You think why I let you use them? Because I thought that you would try a little bit and stop using them. I looked at my watch. - You can pack up, Caroline, stay a moment after the bell. - The red-haired girl nodded and packed her pencil case into her backpack. When the bell rang all of them, except for Caroline, left the classroom. Caroline came to the desk, and I made eye contact with her. She didn't break it anymore, as in the lesson. I felt drowsy, and my eyelids began to fall, I couldn't stop my eyes from closing. After a while, I was not sitting anymore, just standing and had something heavy on my back. I slowly opened my eyes and I couldn't see my body anymore, only a physics teacher. - Just be yourself - as I told that I smiled at her and added - Goodbye. - Just before I left the room I heard a quiet "thank you".

The next day, I was sitting in the corridor and I saw Mrs. Kupisz standing above the rubbish bin, she was dressed in clothes from the larger part of the wardrobe. She held a piece of paper, the one that I wanted to bring to the headmaster yesterday morning. The physician torn the document and threw the shreds of paper into the basket. I smiled because...  who wouldn't enjoy a happy ending?

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