Meet The Teacher's Parent-A Short Story

finishing a much more easier story.

2005-06-25T21:53:00.000-07:00

i've finally printed my second "complete" Harry Potter story, which is a Draco/Pansy. i've reread it, i think it's better compared to my first draft. it's a bit of a Rated 18, and i won't deny it. 2 HP stories are still up for completion, a Sirius/OC and a comedy, "When Daniel (Radcliffe) met Harry (Potter)." The story was 16 pages, 2 columns, font size 8, and in an Arial Narrow style. Originally it was 52 pages in Comic Sans.

if you want to get a copy, (i can never post it here, this blog is exclusive for one story only, and i tell you, IT IS REALLY LONG,) just give me a word in my email address: klaus_lucas_draco@yahoo.com.au.

thanks. see my next chapter(for this story) not later than my birthday, September 3.

after 22 days.

2005-06-19T06:04:00.000-07:00

one word: SORRY.

if anyone has bothered to read my story "very religiously",(the thing that after you've read the last chapter, you're going to keep guessing on what's going to happen next, and you didn't notice that your already starting your own fanfiction about my fanfiction.) i know that you've lost your interest about this, by now. i apologize, not complying in the promised date of June 4, which is 15 days ago, and honestly, not started anything yet on Chapter 3. but i got all the information i need, the turth, really.

i'll really try my best to start on it as soon as possible. this month and the next, until August, i believe will be very busy, because of the upcoming UPCAT. so, if unlucky, wait until August 15, for the next chapter.

too bored to read this post

2005-05-28T21:36:00.000-07:00

in case, you're already soo irritated about my previous posts- that had nothing to do anything about the story, i have good news. i had already printed the facts, and i'm off to start the 3rd chapter right away.

i'll set a date on when i'm going to post the third chapter and it's on June 4. Saturday. That's a promise.

i've also decided to post again the previous chapters during intervals of 5. so when i reach Chapter 5, i'm going to post again the 4 previous ones and so on. (for continous reading, i guess.)

starting to work on chapter 3.

2005-05-28T05:55:00.000-07:00

yes, i haven't move on since my last post. but i've saved all the information i'm going to need. i had finally managed to do my first 'long, deep breathe' after a week of exams. but that doesn't mean that i would stop studying, i have to do my best-MY VERY BEST-for the college entrance tests.

by the way, i had a lot of fun with my best friends just hours ago. we've met each other in our Grade 6 year and had been sharing a close relationship since. we had our first 'pictorial'-my third time in a picture studio-and we sang in a karaoke!-7 songs, it is, we even had our 'canvassing' in the ACE HARDWARE-how cool is that! and because of those, I AM VERY HAPPY TODAY.!

getting more FACTUAL.

2005-05-23T23:18:00.000-07:00

i've discovered a lot of things today, and i'm just dissapointed about my first 2 chapter. i've sworn-just seconds ago, that from chapter 3, i'll be more factual. currently, i'm reasearching stuff from University of Edinburgh's Official Site-which i will acknowledge later in my LINKS.

i'm promising you my chapter 3 will be long-and i really mean, LONG. i think i will finish it next week, squeezing it between my lessons for the review class.

cramming up for chapter 3-and review exams.

2005-05-23T05:21:00.000-07:00

i haven't started writing anything for chapter 3. and i need to start as early as tomorrow. i'm planning to post it either tomorrow or on Wednsday night. but if i can't, maybe before the end of the week. i still have to collect a lot of information about Edinburgh University to start my chapter.

i'm nervous about the upcoming Overall Mock Exam; both UPCAT and ACET on the last day of our review. i think i should study as early as tomorrow-also.

chapter 2. the formal "date".

2005-05-21T19:02:00.000-07:00

Chapter 2

"These sentiments are replaced...by several degrees of admiration, love and worship towards which the ethicalfeelings ever aspire in which they ulitimately merge. -J. Martineau"

I am thankful that Mrs. Johnspher allowed me to stay in the High School Department for the next term. I wouldbe adjusted, though. But I'll have more time for parties in the morning.I almost forgot the word 'vacation'. For 3 consecutive months, shortly after the end-of-terms, I was hired by theDuke of Wales to tutor her daughters on Symbolism. He said that the three young women will soon take HigherStudies in Astronomy.I called Professor Ava-Ava, yes and invited her for a coffee today. I was too amazed by her poise and attitudeand-yes, her ego yesterday, I forgot to ask her several questions more.
"Oh yes I think you should still be in High School Department, Mr. Tennant. You are still very-very young anda happy-go-lucky guy to teach college. Judging what you've done in the interview of Ms. Shelley yesterday-youdo camouflage a 4th year college student. *laughs* But take this as a compliment, Mr. Tennant. I know youexcel in your field."Thanks, Ava.

"Hello?" It's 4 AM.

"Good Morning. May I speak to Mr. Robert Tennant." a mild voice said from the other line.

"This is Robert Tennant. Who's this?"

"Professor Ten-Robert. It's me, Ava."

I straightened up. "Oh hi, Ava. It's early and-"

"It's early, yes. Did I disturbed you?" her voice light and crisp.

I took one last look on my entry-for-the-day, closed my laptop and smiled. "No, not really. Why?"

"It's something about the coffee invitation. I can't come at 9."

My spirits lowered. "Why?"

"My parents and I will have our Prayer Meeting, 8 this morning. It will last for 4 hours, approximately."

"I understand. Why not in the afternoon, then? At around 3, I-"

"I'm so sorry, Professor. We'll visit our relatives after the meeting."

"OK. Maybe-maybe we could just move it-"

"Why not this time?" her voice changed into a cheerful tone.

I held my hand. My glow-in-the-dark Garfield watch read 4:10.

"You mean, this very moment?"

I heard her laugh. "No of course. Maybe around 5-5:30. It's OK with me."

I stood up. "Sure, I'll fetch you. " I put on my shirt.

There is silence on the other line. I got a pencil and a paper. "Address?"

"Robert, I'm not your girlfriend and my dad has a car. I can even walk, and I'm not a spoiled brat. I'll meet youat Trafalgar Square. Goodbye." She hung up.

You, kick my ass. Straight.

Our driver, Mudgutts, insisted that he's going to take me here by car. I arrived at the Square at around quarter to 5. I stepped out of the car, my half-ponytail hairdo, still bothering me.

"Are you sure that my ponytail is in the middle?"

"Oh yes of course. Very pretty." he said, his eyes dissapearing in his smile.

In a few minutes, a guy in a blue coat and black turtle neck approached me. "Good Morning, Professor."

"Good Morning also." I turned to Mudgutts. Please wait for me here. This won't take a long time." He nodded.

Robert motioned me in. Hoodlum's Tea and Bread Shop.

Inside, we found a seat near the glass windows of the 2nd floor. As the waiter took our orders, I noticed thatthere were a number of costumers in their school uniforms.

"From what school are they?"

He turned and thanked the waiter. "St. August Academy. You know, 3rd block, Fleet Street."

"Ah yes. Rich people, are they not?"

"That's why they're here." He opened his expanding file.

"At this time in the morning?"

"Summer classes." He's brushing on his papers.

"Pardon?"

He looked at me. "Remedial classes. Even though that school takes all the money from the students and parents' credit cards,that doesn't mean they really have good standards is it?"

"I see. The whole lot of them." I see him nod in concurence.

"I still have 5 more questions for you to answer."

"I just wonder, Robert. Why didn't you asked me those yesterday, that we have much more time?"

He coughed. "Well you see, even though it's summer, my schedule is still the same as that during my regular teaching days.I was just asked to take your interview, squeezing it between tutoring students." He placed my files-in a folder-on thetable.

"Sorry about that."

"Nonsense." He opened the folders. "You'll be strarting your work next term and you'll also experience like what every Edinburgh Professor goes through. By the way, I'll ask subjective questions."

"I see. Go ahead."

"What is the longest name given to a place?" His eyes fixed on my face.

"It's a small village in Anglesey-that's in Wales. It's Welsh name is consists of 58 letters."

"Good." He scrolled down something on the paper I didn't notice. "Can you tell me what does the name mean in English?"

I laughed. "I can't remember the whole thing, but I know that it starts with "Mary Church of the Pool of White..."

"Hazels, is it?"

"Yes, yes it is."

He smirked, scrolled something and faced me again. "Is it really Galileo who first invented the telescope? If not, whothen?" He's biting the tip of his pen-again.

"Well," I drank some coffee. "No. It was-ah yes, Hans Lippershey first. He's a Dutch lens grinder, who tried to patent thedevice in 1608." I paused. "But it was Galileo who first applied a telescope to astronomical observations in 1609."

"Excellent," Still scrolling. "The next one will be a bit more challenging. But a SAT topnotcher would definitely knowsome. For the 3rd question, give me 5 things that are not really what they seem. I'll give you an example." He paused,taking in some of the garlic bread. "An apple tree is not really a tree. It's a shrub." He checked his watch. A Garfieldglow-in-the-dark.

"Nice watch."

He looked at me. "My nephew's. Just borrowed it. When are you required to be back home?"

I checked mine. It's 5:30. "Before 8. We still have much time."

He leaned back his chair. "Why don't we eat first? The food is getting cold, and my stomach is already on fire."

"Sure." I opened my table napkin. "How long have you been teaching in Edinburgh?"

"Three years adding the next term. I might tell you that three years is already a loooong year."

I placed my knife on the steak. "So how about those how have been working for 15 years?"

"Welch," He swallowed. "I don't know about them. They've been doing their jobs well, but you know, Professors who arein "good terms" with each other for a long time are the ones who are in the same departments. So, us in the High SchoolDepartment do have good relationships. I don't know about those in Elementary and College."

"I see. Do you have retreats and other stuff?" The corn soup tasted delicious.

"Yes. Monthly. The Deans make sure that the Professors are well updated of the facts going on."

"Where do you go?"

"Different places. We've been in Athens last school year."

"All the teachers?" I drank some coffee. I'm getting more cold.

"Not really. The High School Department. The other departments on other places." I am starting to notice that I feelcomfortable with him.

"Let's get formal again." He wiped his mouth neatly. "5 things that are not what they seem."

"A bottleneck is not a bottle and not a neck. It's a narrow passage or condition that impedes progress. A yellow hammeris not a hammer. It's a European bunting, the male of which has a bright yellow head and neck. A Guinea Pig is not a pig.It's a tailess rodent mammal about seven inches in length and often used for medical experimentation. A dragon's-bloodis not a blood nor a dragon! It is the red juice of several South American and East Indian trees, and lastly A Welsh-rabbitis not a rabbit. It's a melted cheesemixed with ale." I let out a brief sigh.

I noticed that he's still scribbling some notes on his notebook. He also seem to mutter some words under his breath. Thenin a few seconds, he stared at me. "You really amaze me. You see, I've never interviewed anyone 2 times. I don't thinkI'm deserving to interview you, honestly."

"Thank you. It's an honor to meet you and invite me here. Are we done?"

"Yes," He's returning the papers in the file case. "Thank you also, see you next term." He gestured the waiter for the bill.

He helped me on our way out. It's only 6 in the morning. Mudgutts is sleeping in the car. He held my hand when I walkednear to the Range Rover.

"It's early. Don't you want a tour?"

"Tour where?"

"I'm on my way to Edinburgh-and don't have much to do. Would you like to come?"

"This will be my 3rd time if I will. But we'll be back by 7:45, shall we?"

"No problem. Ride on the car."

I got a pencil and a paper. I wrote a note to Mudgutts that I will be back in a quarter and hour. I opened the front door.

I lost. I get to ride on his car-still. Even though it didn't took me here.

still finishing chapter 2.

2005-05-21T04:49:00.000-07:00

i promise, i'll post chapter 2 tomorrow. i changed my picture and other items in my blog but i still give credits to the original designer.

the picture is an aviatrix. *squees*

supposed this was posted yesterday, FRIDAY.

2005-05-20T19:15:00.000-07:00

i met my bestfriend yesterday, and i would say that it's a hell lot of more fun to be with her rather than listening to our biology lecturer. i'm currently typing the second chapter of the story. maybe i'll post it later or tomorrow or on monday.

chapter 1. the job interview.

2005-05-18T23:48:00.000-07:00

Chapter 1

"Achievements come only to those who are unafraid, to those who have courage to exert their strength and power against countless obstacles and have the grit and determination to accomplish what they have started out to do. -Yangco"

Today is May 23, year 2078. I'm getting ready for my interview for my very first job. In case, I'm going to teach the incoming batch of freshmen and sophomores General Information-that concern more on History. Gill actually influenced me on taking this opportunity since I topped the SAT. This will be my second time I will enter the grounds of Edinburgh University, the first time when Gill toured me around, convincing me for the job. After 2 weeks of doubts, I decided to try for the job.

"Ava? Have you finished arranging your papers? We'll be leaving in 30 minutes." A rough voice came from below.

My dad, he's the current undersecretary of the London Foreign Ministry. He's been working on this for 2 years now, and thankfully he's keeping up to the standards of The Duke.

"Yes, I'm coming down in a few minutes."

Time to close this down, it's exactly 47 minutes before my call time. I still have to eat my breakfast. Wish me luck!-Ava

"I've misinterpreted what Senator Marlin said yesterday." Dad said in an it-dawned-on-me-at-last tone.

"Now you know what to do next time then. Ava! Oh here's your dad, talking about his controversial speech yesterday." Mum exclaimed, offering me a seat.

"It's OK, at least Dad admitted he won't do it again. So how's your talk with Uncle Mike?" I sipped some on my coffee and held the copy of The Daily Post.

"Fine, fine. I called him last night and he said I'm a good actor." Dad said happily.

Mum laughed. "Why don't you touch your toast, my dear?"

"I'm full. Coffee is enough, mum. I'll just eat Lunch early." I stood up and approached the sink to brush my teeth.

"That's one of the effects of a first timer in job application."

"I've also experienced that the first time I applied for a slot in Winter Company, years back."

"So that's normal. Bye, mum." I kissed her.

"See you later, but I'll just call later if I'm needed for an overtime."

"Again? But you've been working overtime the past few days, you should-"

"Let's go Ava. You're almost late."

"These qualities…go to accomplish a perfect woman. -Shakespeare"

I don't know if my schedule will be moved but I hope so not. I've been doing my work to the very best I can and yet Mrs. Johnspher has hinted she may move my schedule to college students. It's not that I don't want to teach college students but it's the fact that my schedule will be a bit tighter, and I will have no time for parties, reunions-

"Hello?"

"Robert? It's me, Mars. Mrs. Johnspher contacted me, telling me that there will be a new employer that will have his interview today."

"So?" I yawned.

"Well, I'm here in my home in Texas today. You're the one appointed to interview the client."

"Oh. O-OK. What time?"

"Around 9 there at your time in Edinburgh."

"OK. How are you there? When will you be back?"

"Maybe next month."

"Still the Chemistry professor?"

"Aha! Yes, of course. See you next term, professor religion."

I groaned. "I hope. Bye." I hung up.

It's almost nine in my watch. Time to go to the Conservatory. And that is two buildings away from here. See you later, my beloved laptop.

"At last. Good morning, Jane." I greeted her, panting.

"Good morning, sir. Interview is it?" She's twirling her broom like a baton.

"Ah yes. Almost late. See you later." I opened the door.

It is one of the biggest room in the whole university. The Conference Conservatory can accommodate up to 50, 000 people and occupies almost 2 floors.

"Good Morning. And I'm sorry I'm late." I closed the door and shut it tight.

"Good Morning, Mr. Mars Hanson."

I turned. Mars told me that it was a male I'm going to interview but I think he overlooked the resume-the picture and the sex, to be exact.

I walked over. "Hi, Miss?"

"Ava Shelley. Nice to meet you." She offered a hand.

I sat in a chair across the table she pulled her own. "Mr. Hanson is unavailable today. One of our Dean appointed me to take over. Robert Tennant." I shook her hand.

"I see. You're also a teacher here, I suppose?"

"Yes, teaching high school sophomores Religion and Symbolism. Shall we start?"

"Go ahead."

She handled me her bio-data. As I've started reading it, I noticed she kept on flatting her knee-length skirt. I peered and she's flatting her shoulder-length brown hair also. She looked and smiled. She's got one of the whitest teeth from all the people I've interviewed. I smiled back, and in a few seconds I though she's perfect.

"Obsessive Compulsive?" I read.

She laughed. A real one. Then she looked at me. "I can be sometimes."

"Sometimes?" I grinned. "Couldn't that thing be an obstacle to your work?"

"I believe I'm applying for a post in the History Department. It wouldn't include physical activities as often as P.E., would it?""Yes," I bit the tip of my ballpoint pen. "But you know, certain activities-like the field trip about visiting certain historic places, can be part of the job."

"That's OK. I hope being an Obsessive Compulsive won't be a big problem for applying."

"Not really, but of course every teacher here are concern for he health of each one. So that they will stay in their work for a long time." I smirked.

"If that's then, thank you for your concern Professor. I know I can manage it." She leaned back in her chair.

I held up her Bio-data again. "Graduate of London University, with-wow, 1500 SAT score. That's an excellent job of you. What else, here, daughter of the undersecretary of the Foreign Ministry. Ah-Sir Shelley. Now I know." I placed the bio-data on the table and moved closer. "When we have our interviews with new teachers, we only asks minimum number of questions. Well, one of those are, Why do you want to enter Edinburgh? I mean there's a lot of other schools out there who are in more need of teachers."

She breathed in. I noticed her blouse, a maroon sleeveless, covered by her pink transparent cardigan. I thought she's very simple yet sophisticated. And I never saw anyone like her.

"Well, I think that Edinburgh University is one of the best schools here in England. And I remember what my dad has to say about this. When desire is gratified, it ceases to dominate our conscious life and succeeded by higher and wider desires. And I think that's true."

I stared at her. I smiled. I think she's smart and confident. "He who is firm and resolute in will moulds the world to himself." I rolled my eyes.

"Exactly." She sat up straight, and it was like marking the end of the interview.

I stood up. I arranged her papers and put it in a file case. I moved my seat to its proper place, and glanced at her. She stood up as well.

"See you next term, Professor Shelley. Thank you for your time." I led her to the main door.

"Thank you. Professor Tennant, right?"

"Robert it is."

"Yes. Robert." She said cheerfully.

When we reached the door, she held my hand, squeezed it and muttered a soft, "Thanks". Then she went towards the West Wing.

Perfect.

settings.

2005-05-18T23:45:00.000-07:00

Edinburgh University, year 2078

Scotland-Glencoe, in addition to.

Canterbury

Edinburgh City-capital of Scotland

Marketster County* fictional

*Story date starts: May 23, 2078.

characters.

2005-05-16T17:38:00.000-07:00

Ava Marie Shelley

-Incoming Professor of General Information, Highschool Department

-graduate of London University, topping the batch's SAT with a score of 1500

-date born: February 14, 2048, Canterbury; moved to Westminister, 15 years old

-Currently 30 years old.

-graduate of BS History-with MD.

-neat, orderly, conservative, loves to watch NEWS, excellent baker, believes in many superstitions and that WOMEN ARE GREATER THAN MEN.

Robert John Tennant II

-Professor of Religion and Symbolism; Head Teacher of the Highschool Sophomores for the past 2 years.

-graduate of California Institute

-date born: January 23, 2046, California; moved to Edinburgh, 25 years old.

-Currently 32 years old.

-Graduate of BS Philosophy-wtih MD.

-named one of the Most Outstanding Professor of Edinburgh University's school publication, EDINBURGH UNIVERSITY STUDENT.

-one of the writers of TIME magazine and uses the name, Mark Jenna Lavaster.

-the campus hearthrob, simple and clean, a sports buff

-one of the members of the group "MEN MEANS SUPER" formed by a number of male professors in Edinburgh University.

DISCLAIMER:

-information typed above are pure fiction-well, except for the Settings without asterisk, the Edinburgh University School Publication, the Edinburgh University Student, California Institute, London University, and the TIME magazine.

*huge thanks to Yahoo! News and Media.

`the major characters^

introduction.

2005-05-16T17:22:00.000-07:00

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Title: Meet The Teacher's Parents
Date Started: May 16, 2005