Thread: A day in her life (momma X QB)

The curriculum was something that shouldn't be taken lightly. At a time when children's futures could be decided by the actions of the teachers. He sat in the conference room with 5 other teachers, mostly talking about the expectations, the Parent-Teacher council results and of course, the budget. Mrs. Derleth was the first to speak, mostly about the new union rules to be enforced starting with the upcoming school year. Something about a fee hike and mandatory party loyalty, but Nathaniel didn't really care much of it. He knew that Vernon, the Physical Education teacher did, but he paid them no mind as they discussed a scenario with less government funding. We could do a fundraiser. Perhaps a play? suggested Mr. Bateman, the English teacher. I have a small group of eager students willing to perform Othello, Midsummer Night's dream or even Hamlet. I'm sure they'd love to help out raising funds for the school. While the council seemingly had no problem with that, Nathan did find it to be a great idea. Nothing like involving the student base in helping out! After a few more discussions with regards to retirement savings they had a break, allowing Nathan to take a brief break as he drank some coffee. He had a chance to mingle with Samuel Brightman, a friend of his and the head of the science department. Going steady with Laura? Nathan started out, prompting a smile from him, Very. She plans on introducing me to her parents in Muskoka during the Holidays. Supposedly they have high expectations of me. Nathan chuckled. I'm sure any parent's gonna be like that. I wouldn't want anything less for my dear Trista. While most of the faculty knew that Trista was his adopted daughter, no one knew he had taken her off the streets to be raised like a daughter to him. Samuel took a pastry, leaning on the countertop. Heh. Tell me about it, Laura's really considering an RESP already. University costs ain't cheap now, is it. Oh, speaking of which, what do you think about St. Andrew's Private School? Isn't Trista attending it? Ahh yes, St. Andrew's. He wanted nothing but the best for his beloved Trista, especially since he knew a teacher there who recommended it. It's a great place, but I feel it's worth the bill. He said. Beyond the orientation and the bustle, the uniformed student populace was quite professional he was worried at first that Trista might feel out of place surrounded by the children of the affluent or the wealthy, but from what she had been describing they were quite friendly towards anyone, particularly her Dance classmates. With a few more pastries the break time had ended and they returned, convening to round off their meeting. Ms. Cunningham then told the group about the results of the parent-teacher meetings. There were some concerns about conservatism and the exclusion of the theory of evolution in some books, which meant that Samuel did have to compensate with a few handouts. Otherwise the entire cirriculum looked rather sound and the principal bid the faculty members farewell. Hey, do you wanna go over for a drink at O'Reilly's tonight? asked Samuel. The two had known each other ever since he had taken a teaching job at Jameston, nothing like a few bar runs to get each other acquainted. I'll consdier it. I've got some cleaning to do for today, but I'll call you to let you know. waving farewell to Samuel, he got inside the car and returned. It took quite some time, in between processing files and discussing a few things, but Trista should be home by then! With the garage door opening, he got off the car and was surprised at the chatter indoors. Ah. Hello there. Samuel said, Good afternoon, ladies. When he saw Trista with a red-haired girl he knew that it must have been Alexis, the girl that Trista had made ample mention of. You must be Alexis. A pleasure to meet you. My daughter Trista made good mention of you. he said, holding out his hand. Are you comfortable here? I'm going to go off and buy some groceries. Did you want anything for me to pick up there? he asked, looking through the pantry and the fridge as he set down his briefcase.