Hisao's Daily Life as a Teacher and other short stories
Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 11:10 am
This is just my short story thread, as well as for more casual and funny stories.
Chapter 1:
I wake up, groggy. It's my first day! I remember. I rush down to eat breakfast, and sure enough, Hana and Lilly have already helped prepare it. It's been a few weeks sice we allowed Lilly to stay here, as she teaches at the same place as us, and we are a pretty short drive from there. Hana smiles at me, likely at my enthusiasm for the day. I gobble down the pancakes Lilly made for me, but I almost choke. Lilly chuckles, and Hanako deadpans.
"Don't kill yourself on the job, now." Lilly speaks. "Yamaku wouldn't want a teacher dying on them, would they?"
"Yes, madam." I say this an almost playfully mocking tone.
As we get ready for our jobs, things become a mess. We eventually manage, but we are almost late. Seriously, how does our only daughter manage to sleep in through our noise?
We rush in the car, and I take the wheel. Soon, we arrive at the school. Eager, I jump out of the car, to start off my first day. Hana gives me a peck on the cheek, and wishes me luck.
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Excitement fades to dread as I stare down all of my students for this class. A few have obvious disabilities, but some are mental in nature or less obvious.
No, don't define them by their disabilities. They are people like I am. I think. Ok, now to get the introduction out of the way.
"Good morning students, I am Mr. Nakai, and I will be your homeroom and Physics teacher."
One student, I notice is sleeping. I go over the files that I read, mentally, until I realize who she is.
Sara Jacobs, Age: 19. Diagnosis: Narcolepsy.
I figure leaving her alone would be best, but to talk to her after class. Hanako would advise me not to poke in her business while other students are around.
I start my lecture, espousing the joys of science. Man, am I glad I got this job.
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After the bell rings, I pull Sara and another student aside.
Aki Kirasagi. Age: 18. Diagnosis: Severe General Anxiety Disorder, Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder
Aki is figdeting nervously, while Sara is quite the self confident one.
"Mrs. Jacobs. I was made aware that you.. cannot control your sleeping. Narcolepsy, am I right?" Aggghhhh. I facepalm mentally at my akward sentence.
She giggles. "Teacher, don't worry. We are both new here, so cut yourself some slack." She turns serious. "But yes. I do have Narcolepsy. I try to stay awake, but I sleep at the worst times."
"How about this, then. I will make time for after school sessions for some students. You can come if you sleep through any lessons, and I will answer any questions, at any time I am in the school."
"Thanks, teach." She sits back down, clearly waiting for Aki to finish. Heh, this reminds me of Lilly and Hanako. Although Sara is almost a polar opposite of Lilly, based on what I've seen.
"Aki?"
"Y-yes? Nakai-sensei?" She is almost completely pale, and fidgeting nervously.
"Just call me Mr. Nakai, or Hisao." I'm trying to get her to see me, not as a adult figure that she should be scared of, but s an equal that understands her. I continue: "If you ever need to leave the class because it gets to be too much, I will let you. Sara, if she needs you, you go with her." I smirk at my next addition. "Provided you keep up with the class, young miss."
She eases up slightly, and says; "T-thank you, Nakai-sen- err, Mr. Nakai."
Sara and her walk out. I sigh, as I go to meet Lilly for lunch. I smile at the fact that Sara is helping Aki. Lilly would agree, but she sees the kids later today.
"Hisao!" Speak of the devil...
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We sit in the familiar garden at Yamaku. Nothing much has changed about this place, ever since me and Hanako confessed there. The green grass, and the old weathered benches are still there. It's a mild temperature outside, and not many other people are there. We unpack our lunch, and start eating. I speak up in the middle of our feast:
"So, I encountered a pair of students that remeinded me of you and Hanako, actually."
"Oh?"
"Yep. They should be in your class next period. Sara and Aki. Be gentle with Aki, unlike Hanako, she's actually fragile."
Lilly nods, and chuckles. "Had fun?"
"Yes, I did. How do you handle your students, by the way?"
Lilly puts on a serious face. "I try to let the know that in addition to their teacher, that I can help them with anything they need. I also try to get to know each of them as individuals."
"Good. I thought I nearly screwed up when I tried to address Sara's narcolepsy."
She looks at me with a stern face. "What did you do, Nakai?" I know she's serious. She only uses my last name in these cases.
"I pulled her aside, and spoke to her about it after class. I had... an awkward moment. Thankfully she didn't take offense at me trying to dodge saying her disability."
She nods. "You should really be more careful."
We change the topic to what our lives have been like recently after Yamaku. Soon, the bell rings, and I rush off, saying my goodbyes.
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The rest of the day passes by uneventfully, and I meet a few interesting students, after classes, at my first tutoring session. 2 of them reminded me of a certain duo, actually. Setzuko and Ayaka. Setsuko can talk, but is incredibly biting and snarky at first. However, I see a soft side to her. Her diagnosis is Autism, so I assume she learned to pick up on snark. She isn't keen on talking however. Ayaka is almost the opposite. Energetic and confident. Reminds me of someone with pink hair...
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We arrive at home, finally, and I am exhausted. Me and Hanako plop on the couch while Lilly prepares dinner. She can do it really well herself, actually. "How was it, Hana?" I ask her.
"Got two students today. Sara and Aki."
"I have those two in my homeroom. Aki reminds me of a certain person I'm married to..." I smirk. She knows exactly what i'm talking about.
"Oh really?" She grins. "Make sure you don't baby Aki, by the way. Treat her as a capable student. And try to encourage her to share her interests and life with us. I'll try to crack her rituals and anxiety, but I believe she needs someone her age to help out. Sara is actually a lot more like Lilly than she appears. She has good intentions, but I think she will mother Aki too much. Just treat Sara as a father. Her dad seems to have not been the best person."
I flinch as I remember Mr. Satou. I had to come to near blowas with him to get Lilly to stay. Truth is, I like both Lilly and Hanako. It's weird that things lined up that way.
"Dinner's ready, you loaf." Our only daughter speaks up.
I flinch. She's been incredibly harsh and detached. Her birth was a complicated one, actually. She came out mute, and we were informed both Hanako and Lilly would not be able to sustain the load again. She didn't take the news well that she wouldn't have a sister or brother, and isolated herself into a cold version of her former self.
We eat dinner, and our daughter afterwards practices piano. She's really good at it, her fingers hitting the keys to create a melody. But it's always a sad melody, a lonely one.
Me and Hana eventually go up to bed, and close the lights. My last thoughts before I drifted off were:
"What do I need to do to be a better father and teacher?"
Chapter 1:
I wake up, groggy. It's my first day! I remember. I rush down to eat breakfast, and sure enough, Hana and Lilly have already helped prepare it. It's been a few weeks sice we allowed Lilly to stay here, as she teaches at the same place as us, and we are a pretty short drive from there. Hana smiles at me, likely at my enthusiasm for the day. I gobble down the pancakes Lilly made for me, but I almost choke. Lilly chuckles, and Hanako deadpans.
"Don't kill yourself on the job, now." Lilly speaks. "Yamaku wouldn't want a teacher dying on them, would they?"
"Yes, madam." I say this an almost playfully mocking tone.
As we get ready for our jobs, things become a mess. We eventually manage, but we are almost late. Seriously, how does our only daughter manage to sleep in through our noise?
We rush in the car, and I take the wheel. Soon, we arrive at the school. Eager, I jump out of the car, to start off my first day. Hana gives me a peck on the cheek, and wishes me luck.
---------------------------------------------------------------
Excitement fades to dread as I stare down all of my students for this class. A few have obvious disabilities, but some are mental in nature or less obvious.
No, don't define them by their disabilities. They are people like I am. I think. Ok, now to get the introduction out of the way.
"Good morning students, I am Mr. Nakai, and I will be your homeroom and Physics teacher."
One student, I notice is sleeping. I go over the files that I read, mentally, until I realize who she is.
Sara Jacobs, Age: 19. Diagnosis: Narcolepsy.
I figure leaving her alone would be best, but to talk to her after class. Hanako would advise me not to poke in her business while other students are around.
I start my lecture, espousing the joys of science. Man, am I glad I got this job.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
After the bell rings, I pull Sara and another student aside.
Aki Kirasagi. Age: 18. Diagnosis: Severe General Anxiety Disorder, Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder
Aki is figdeting nervously, while Sara is quite the self confident one.
"Mrs. Jacobs. I was made aware that you.. cannot control your sleeping. Narcolepsy, am I right?" Aggghhhh. I facepalm mentally at my akward sentence.
She giggles. "Teacher, don't worry. We are both new here, so cut yourself some slack." She turns serious. "But yes. I do have Narcolepsy. I try to stay awake, but I sleep at the worst times."
"How about this, then. I will make time for after school sessions for some students. You can come if you sleep through any lessons, and I will answer any questions, at any time I am in the school."
"Thanks, teach." She sits back down, clearly waiting for Aki to finish. Heh, this reminds me of Lilly and Hanako. Although Sara is almost a polar opposite of Lilly, based on what I've seen.
"Aki?"
"Y-yes? Nakai-sensei?" She is almost completely pale, and fidgeting nervously.
"Just call me Mr. Nakai, or Hisao." I'm trying to get her to see me, not as a adult figure that she should be scared of, but s an equal that understands her. I continue: "If you ever need to leave the class because it gets to be too much, I will let you. Sara, if she needs you, you go with her." I smirk at my next addition. "Provided you keep up with the class, young miss."
She eases up slightly, and says; "T-thank you, Nakai-sen- err, Mr. Nakai."
Sara and her walk out. I sigh, as I go to meet Lilly for lunch. I smile at the fact that Sara is helping Aki. Lilly would agree, but she sees the kids later today.
"Hisao!" Speak of the devil...
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We sit in the familiar garden at Yamaku. Nothing much has changed about this place, ever since me and Hanako confessed there. The green grass, and the old weathered benches are still there. It's a mild temperature outside, and not many other people are there. We unpack our lunch, and start eating. I speak up in the middle of our feast:
"So, I encountered a pair of students that remeinded me of you and Hanako, actually."
"Oh?"
"Yep. They should be in your class next period. Sara and Aki. Be gentle with Aki, unlike Hanako, she's actually fragile."
Lilly nods, and chuckles. "Had fun?"
"Yes, I did. How do you handle your students, by the way?"
Lilly puts on a serious face. "I try to let the know that in addition to their teacher, that I can help them with anything they need. I also try to get to know each of them as individuals."
"Good. I thought I nearly screwed up when I tried to address Sara's narcolepsy."
She looks at me with a stern face. "What did you do, Nakai?" I know she's serious. She only uses my last name in these cases.
"I pulled her aside, and spoke to her about it after class. I had... an awkward moment. Thankfully she didn't take offense at me trying to dodge saying her disability."
She nods. "You should really be more careful."
We change the topic to what our lives have been like recently after Yamaku. Soon, the bell rings, and I rush off, saying my goodbyes.
-------------------------------------------------------
The rest of the day passes by uneventfully, and I meet a few interesting students, after classes, at my first tutoring session. 2 of them reminded me of a certain duo, actually. Setzuko and Ayaka. Setsuko can talk, but is incredibly biting and snarky at first. However, I see a soft side to her. Her diagnosis is Autism, so I assume she learned to pick up on snark. She isn't keen on talking however. Ayaka is almost the opposite. Energetic and confident. Reminds me of someone with pink hair...
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We arrive at home, finally, and I am exhausted. Me and Hanako plop on the couch while Lilly prepares dinner. She can do it really well herself, actually. "How was it, Hana?" I ask her.
"Got two students today. Sara and Aki."
"I have those two in my homeroom. Aki reminds me of a certain person I'm married to..." I smirk. She knows exactly what i'm talking about.
"Oh really?" She grins. "Make sure you don't baby Aki, by the way. Treat her as a capable student. And try to encourage her to share her interests and life with us. I'll try to crack her rituals and anxiety, but I believe she needs someone her age to help out. Sara is actually a lot more like Lilly than she appears. She has good intentions, but I think she will mother Aki too much. Just treat Sara as a father. Her dad seems to have not been the best person."
I flinch as I remember Mr. Satou. I had to come to near blowas with him to get Lilly to stay. Truth is, I like both Lilly and Hanako. It's weird that things lined up that way.
"Dinner's ready, you loaf." Our only daughter speaks up.
I flinch. She's been incredibly harsh and detached. Her birth was a complicated one, actually. She came out mute, and we were informed both Hanako and Lilly would not be able to sustain the load again. She didn't take the news well that she wouldn't have a sister or brother, and isolated herself into a cold version of her former self.
We eat dinner, and our daughter afterwards practices piano. She's really good at it, her fingers hitting the keys to create a melody. But it's always a sad melody, a lonely one.
Me and Hana eventually go up to bed, and close the lights. My last thoughts before I drifted off were:
"What do I need to do to be a better father and teacher?"