I picked up the chalk and faced the board.
The classroom was filled with eager eyes, ready to learn.
Well... only after I forced them to...
"So guys, what'd you wanna learn?"
I wanted to dive right into the lesson, but Anastasia, always the skeptic, sighed and spoke up.
"Shouldn't a teacher already know what he wants to teach before he starts?" she said, crossing her arms.
Honestly, I've never felt the urge to slap a woman, until now.
"Of course, Anastasia, but a good teacher also knows what his students are currently learning. That way, we can tailor the topics to their needs and build upon their previous knowledge."
Anastasia rolled her eyes. "Tch, lame excuse," she said.
"Want me to bring the monster back?" I asked her.
"No!" Anastasia squeaked.
I grinned at her reaction. "Then stay quiet," I told her.
