Wrapping my arms around her, i patted her back in comfort, while trying to hide my own tears. "How many times are you going to call me an idiot?". Kindergarten esl teacher Kindergarten esl teacher. Date Updated: plan Jul 05, sorry your resume has been locked! Click to details view and steps unlock. Applied Before, this ad has been saved. Work city : Shenzhen, salary range : 8,500 - 12,000 cny /Month, work Experience : no experience.
As these memories ran through my movie thoughts, my expression must have changed so many times, since nana was staring worriedly. After biting my lower lips in hesitation, i finally made my decision. But whether she forgives me or not, depends on her. Meeting her eyes face on, i apologized. "I'm sorry." Although it was simply two words, i hoped with all my heart, for it to properly convey my feelings to her. Nana stiffened in surprise and then suddenly ran into my arms, almost making me fall, with tears and snot dripping down. Idiot Harumi-chan, how could you leave without saying anything. I was so worried, you idiot!" She sniffed.
I admired he could have such a grand dream and thought if I was with him, surely, he would show me such a dream as well. After meeting him, i drifted even further from my friends and family. Saying that he gave her a bad feeling and he was hiding something. I told her she was being paranoid and disregarded her warnings. By the time we reached Senior High, i completely ignored Nana and everyone else. Because of our three years of age difference, he graduated and left to the city. So i could follow after him, i studied hard, graduating one year earlier at 17, and saved money. Everything else became unimportant.
"In the tall, tall Grass"
I started to hate living in this rural place, where you could barely find anything and secrets were hard to keep. I wanted to get out and thought my classmates and friends all felt the same. But as years passed, i realized we were drifting apart. Their dreams and my dream was too far apart portfolio from each other. That summary is when I really understood what it meant to be different from others. Until I met him. He taught me there was more to the world I lived in, and how narrow my view was.
I met him during my first year of junior high, while he was in his first year of senior high. He had transferred here from a large city and was told to learn the business from his grandfather. His family had their own business and his dream was to further advance the company. His two older brothers were useless and only knew how to use money. And therefore, it was up to him to protect.
Close to an hour later, nana showed. She seemed as if she wanted to run to me again but held back. We stared at each other, each of us lost in our own thoughts. Nanakawa aoi, nickname nana. Short, with a chubby appearance. She was slightly airheaded, and yet sometimes showed a serious expression when it came to something important to her.
When we first entered kindergarten, she was constantly bullied for her chubbiness. I hated she wouldn't stand up for herself, so i did it for her. Since then she always stuck with me and as years passed we became close friends. Even when we reached junior high, her height was below those of her age at 142. Including her chubbiness, she continued to get bullied. Of course, after sticking with me for a few years, she gained confidence and wouldn't take things laying down. We once made a promise to become teachers, but I started to envy her positive outlook.
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Meet me in an hour at that park, okay! I won't go until you promise me!". Unreluctantly, i nodded my head. Well, it's not like i have a choice since she has seen. But really, she hasn't changed at all. Still, after seeing her, the gloomy atmosphere i had since waking up, cleared away. When it comes to 'that' park, as I thought, she must be talking about the park we always played at when we were kids. It was a small park where interests families bring their kids to play.
My sudden outburst of tears startled everyone even more. But aki was calm, as though he knew I would react in such a way. When he continued to stare at me with expectation, i knew if I didn't answer he would become depressed. "We're childhood friends i replied, watching for any changes in his expression. But I was left disappointed. "Harumi-chan." aki's teacher ran to me and just as she was about to jump in my arms, another teacher, grabbed her by her collar. "pay attention to where you are she said, resume with a frown. Nana struggled for a while but then finally gave up when she couldn't get loose. "Harumi-chan, you can't run away!
I'm sure they were thinking along the lines of 'Who is she?' There was one person whose stare made me sweat nervously. "you knowour teacher?" A gentle and low voice asked. I trembled in excitement when I heard this voice. Little autumn talked to me! Heasked me a question! I couldn't help but let the tears flow as I looked at him.
I glanced at the clock on the table and after putting down the last frozen strawberry, i sat. "It's almost time." According to haruki, the room i am staying in belonged to his sister, mitsuru stayed in the past. Standing in front of Haruki's closed door, i prepared to knock. With my hand hovering over the door, i stood there, hesitating. For some reason, i did not want to see him today. Certainly, he would notice i wasn't acting as my usual self. "Surely, it'll be fine if I just lay out breakfast for him?" After getting beauty everything ready, including aki's lunchbox, we went ahead to his Kindergarten.
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Unfortunately, the weather was extremely hot. Ah, really, why was it so lazy one day and then hard at work the next day? Laying sprawled on my essay bed, i reached my hand out to the tray on the table and sucked on frozen strawberries. Occasionally lifting the lace bed curtains and tossing the stems on the tray, i found my thoughts wandering to that sweltering day 11 years ago. It was a day where the temperature reached as high as it did today. The day i first met him, sitting next to the open window with a daze, was the day i became captivated. I hate the sun, and yet, i also love. Not only because it was uncomfortable and fierce because it reminded me of precious, yet painful memories.