Now I know what youre thinking. I really do, you are thinking that someone of my intelligence doesn't deserve to be here in a place such as this. I want to be here, that is the part that nobody realizes. I cant describe how much I hated the other place. At first I loved it, much as I do my new place of work, the kids were nice and they respected me. However, as time passed children began calling me names and making up rhymes about me and generally made my life a living hell. Unknowingly of course to them, is that I made up some of the rhymes myself! Obsessive Ned needs to take his meds, was a personal favourite. I really hated it there and to be honest the main aspect I hated was the idiocy of the kids. I woke up to people saying made up words such as; youse, ay, hung instead of hanged and a plethora of disgusting grammatical errors that made me want to kill myself. These are kids who have millionaires for parents, thousand dollar phones and everything that they wanted, but didn't bother to learn the bloody English language. I did everything in my power to teach them what was right, I gave them incentives to finish their homework or to get a good essay mark, but nothing worked. Towards the end of my time there, I started to become hungry. I dished out detentions to any little kid who disobeyed me, hit the ones who continued to disrupt my thoughts, and all of a sudden I felt in control again.
I have yet to finish this one, but please comment and say what you think!
I have yet to finish this one, but please comment and say what you think!