Simple question, you don't have to talk about it but you can if you want. I was just curious how often this is a thing for people.
We had a teacher quit 3 months after starting teaching us with high blood pressure. The joke was that we caused it (we did not -- he was just an angry dude you could always see yelling at the kids throughout the years I was at that school). I choose however to assign a similar blame here.I had this little thing for a teacher, to bad he quit teaching after a short while...
We had a teacher quit 3 months after starting teaching us with high blood pressure. The joke was that we caused it (we did not -- he was just an angry dude you could always see yelling at the kids throughout the years I was at that school). I choose however to assign a similar blame here.
I don't know. For many it would be years in the past, said teacher is unlikely to ever see it or understand it is about them, said teacher is unlikely to still be in their social circle or known to said same...Most say no.. They wont admit, I bet.
Of course!
Being a 11 year old boy, I began to have things for older women.
I always liked my teachers since I was like 5, but I started to REALLY THINK ABOUT IT when I was in Middle-School.
I fell in love with three teachers there:
My Spanish teacher Nelly.
My Mathematics teacher Juana.
My Technical Drawing teacher Griselda.
Nelly was a very nice woman. She was very gifted physically if you know what I mean.
Juana had gorgeous feet, they were cinnamon color and they would always shine whenever she was near the entrance to the classroom, and she'd always wear open stilettos and such. Her waist was amazing, she had a gorgeous body. And her voice made everything even more nicer for me. She was kinda bossy, and sometimes felt intimidated by her presence, but I liked that. Always got excited every monday, wednesday and friday, because I knew I was going to loot at both Nelly and Juana that day.
Then Griselda, was a very elegant woman with curly and black hair. Same as Juana, she'd wear stilettos and jackets all day. She was really nice, but she always had her husband on her side every single class. They both teached us Technial Drawing. I hated that.
Then on highschool, I had lots of different teachers every single semester. But I had one in special, her name was Marisol Gabriela. Man oh man... she was a petite girl, perhaps 28 or 30 years old, brunette, long black hair, a fine nose. Meaty lips, gorgeous eyes, and a rocking body. She'd wear stilettos too. And sometimes, while in the classroom, she had her stilettos hanging off her toes and play with'em while reading something.
aaaah...
She teached us chemistry, and I'm an idiot at it, I hate chemistry. I dissapointed her, I never understood that class... I don't know why