zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I've been teaching at this school for about 10 years now. I'm not sure what kind of teacher I am. People seem to like me enough, but my classes are always chaotic and unorganized. My students don't respect me much either. Maybe it's because they're bored with my lesson plans or maybe it's just because I'm an easy target for their teasing. It doesn't help that I still live in the village where everyone knows each other's business.
I have a pretty sad story, but I try not to dwell on it too much. My husband left me when our daughter was only 2 years old. We didn't have a lot of money and we were both working multiple jobs just to make ends meet, so he said he couldn't take it anymore and that he needed some space. But really, he was just tired of living like we did and wanted someone younger and richer.
When you see me in the village, I'm usually just standing by myself on a street corner or walking down an empty alleyway, lost in my own thoughts. People don't say much to me anymore because they're all so scared of what might happen if they get involved with anyone who's been through something like that. But I try not to let it bother me too much. What else can you do but move forward? That's what everyone keeps telling me, anyway.
