Olen: A Short Story

However, the class environment is much different which causes Charlotte to change the way that she views her extravagant teacher. The new classroom could be described to have an environment that was based upon hostility and disdain. Miss Hancock is the new target of mockery, she is given no respect. Charlotte begins to take part in the antics of her new class. Miss Hancock raises her arms and a boy yells “‘let us pray’”. (5) Laughter exploded within the room and Charlotte joined as she “snickered fiercely” (5) behind her duo tang folder. The pressure of the entire class laughing has an impact on Charlotte that causes her to disrespect Miss Hancock by joining in. The new environment is beginning to cause Charlotte to change the way that she had initially treated Miss Hancock. Furthermore, the new student-created environment causes Charlotte to fear speaking to Miss Hancock publicly. As a result of this, Charlotte arranges to speak to Miss Hancock after class as she “wanted to be sure that [the conversation] would not be witnessed.” (5) The new environment has pressured Charlotte into avoiding contact with Miss Hancock as she likely wants to avoid being also mocked by her classmates. The class has changed Charlotte’s character by indirectly causing her to fear interacting with Miss

Hair swept back into an adorable messy bun, an errant lock of hair dangling before her ear. Pretty blue eyes and big lips. Dark hair. An atypical heat stirred inside of him, settling in his groin and refusing to let go. She had a southern accent, just like everyone else in the town did, but from her lips it didn't irk him. In fact, there was an endearing quality to it Bennett found himself liking. And her curves...

“I was not prepared for the entrance of Miss Hancock,” (228). The students in grade 10 did not behave or respect Miss. Hancock nearly as well as those in her previous grade seven class. Charlotte felt a wave of embarrassment and felt the need to hid, and that's what Charlotte did. She was hesitant, shy and did not exchange any sign or recollection towards her favourite teacher.

Jane was doing so well during the first half of her semester of 8th grade year that her parents decided to let her skip the rest of the semester to being 9th grade. Upon entering the 9th grade, Jane was shy and conservative. Not knowing what to expect. Her first hour teacher name was Mr. Russ. He was in his late 50’s, teaching English. He was very old-fashioned and stuck in old ways of teaching. He was very discreet and you could tell when he didn’t like you. When he first met Jane, he didn’t like her just based on her personality, and bubbliness. He instantly shut her down. One month into Mr., Russ

“A girl was standing there looking in. She had full, rouged lips and wide spaced eyes, heavily made up. Her fingernails were red. Her hair hung in little rolled clusters, like sausages. She wore a cotton house dress and red mules, on the insteps of which were little red ostrich feathers.

For once, she wandered toward him with no children in tow. Today, she wore no linen coif, and her elbow-length, blond hair hung down loose. Percival had not realized how thick and glossy it was. And instead of wearing her typical nanny uniform of a stiff beige tunic dress, she wore a pale blue dress, more fitted at the top, and cinched at the waist with dark leather girdle belt. The belt accentuated the curve of her hips, and he color of her dress brought out the light honey color in her eyes. She was even more beautiful than he recalled, and in that instant, her presence was the balm he needed to soothe his agitated soul. He realized that he’d had but one brief interaction with her earlier in the day, yet her presence was exactly what he needed.

He did not want to scare her away. His footfalls are audible in the silent night, reaching out to her, each step bringing them closer together. Their turmoil of emotions rivals a hurricane, fear, fury and rage but most of all love shines in her eyes. Pure adoration is reflected in his. One foot forward, step by step, the space between them ceased to exist. Prowling forward, pushing her backwards into the building and onto the elevator, he corners her. Unnerved, she stands still in disbelief, doubting that he is really here. Staring at his face, his chiseled jaw, the definition in his shoulders, it seemed that wherever he went he had been worked hard. A calloused hand comes up and brushes a strand of hair from her face.

But McKenzie is too stupid to see it. Jordan finally came back and asked Kenzie what was wrong and she said, “Nothing i’m fine.” After a while of wondering what could possibly be wrong with his girlfriend Jordan asked Joseph. Joseph said, “i don’t know Jordan, what is wrong with your girlfriend?” Joseph was being a smart alec and then he smirked. Jordan didn’t like the way Joseph was getting smart with him so, he replied with, “ What did you say to her Joseph? I’m tired of you telling my girlfriend things that obviously aren’t true.” As Joseph started to say something the bell rang. The students were on their way to their fourth period class which was Mr. Romine’s English class. Mr. Romine is kind of tall, fat, and reminds students of an extremely old Hulk

With Anna and Elena’s limos pulling up to the school daily, seeing another one wasn’t as big of an attention getter as it once was. Something was suspicious about how quickly the new teacher’s relationship has suddenly manifested itself. Not only that. from the moment the new boyfriend appeared, she never got within several feet of Norman ever again. Oh, but when he had called her over to look over his work and she asked one of the students next to her to bring his work to her, it was obvious what was going on.

Emily Smith seems to believe that the main problem in this scenario is an issue of the teachers in Alton High School failing to reach and make connections with the students they perceive to be more difficult than others. Specifically, Ms. Smith struggles with a student named Carlos Sanchez, whom her cooperating teacher indicates is the most difficult student in his classes on her first full day at the school. At the beginning of her experience, Ms. Smith opens up to John Nolan, her cooperating teacher, about how Carlos reminds her of her own younger brother Jake. She tells Mr. Nolan “most teachers thought he was dumb. But he wasn’t – he just needed a different kind of teaching. Any teacher that took the time to get to know Jake, to talk to him, to find out why he wasn’t doing the work, ended up getting great results from him” (p. 10). The connection she makes between Carlos and her own brother is reflective of her idea that Carlos’ other teachers simply have not reached him in a way he has needed to be reached up to this point. Her question at the end of the section regarding having lost Carlos for good is also reflective of this as her main problem, as she feels that making a personal connection to her most difficult students is crucial to her management of and success in the classroom.

Miss Johnson gave the women a look that could have melted that mink coat and led her students away. George looked back at the women with hurt and confusion. He wished he could have tripped the smelly old lady. On the way back home from the trip, George, always the quiet kid, sat alone on the bus beat. “Mind if I sit next to you, George?” Someone asked. He looked up, piled his long legs out of the aisle, and smiled at her. “Sure, Miss Johnson”.

Azairah easily melted into him. It was the first time another human being had ever made her feel this way and it startled her, excited her and the selfish desires in her heart only wanted more. Her eyes closed as his lips embraced hers. Azairah kept her eyes closed, not that she could open them. The exulting, overpowering ecstasy of their first kiss that filled her core allowed her not to open her eyes but instead to stay there in his arms and let the moment soak into her. It was a rush and as he spoke against her lips, kissing between each word, he still managed a way to make her smile. "You're doing quite well for someone who hasn't kissed a woman in while so he claims," she said, not helping but to tease him as he'd teased her. "Hmm? What's this?" she spoke again through his words and affections. Azairah's dreamy eyes opened slowly. "And exactly how long have you wanted to kiss me, Kyle?" The sudden obnoxious applause pulled her back into their reality but swiftly Kyle moved with her, returning to their table. "Trust me... I know you won't betray me, love. You know what I could do if you did," she said cupping his cheek with one of her warm hands. Though before she could say anymore Kyle was on her

She was a delightful, brave girl with brunette eyes and short hair. Her friends saw her as a fine, kind friend. Once, she had even made a cup of tea for a spotty deaf person. That's the sort of woman he was.

Looks like "Wall Street got something right for once," said Tim Mullaney at Market​Watch. Wells Fargo CEO John Stumpf abruptly resigned last week, forced into retirement by devastating revelations that employees secretly created some 2 million fraudulent accounts in order to meet unrealistic sales quotas. The banking giant had already fired some 5,000 workers over the scandal, but as it became clear that the malfeasance was rooted deep in Wells' corporate culture, "accountability needed to be had at the top." Finally, a banking executive is taking the fall for his company's misdeeds, said Helaine Olen in Slate. Why is this time different? JPMorgan Chase's Jamie Dimon, for instance, still has his job despite the fact that lax oversight allowed

Write how she looks like she’s 12 and is barely 5'5, even though she’s 18. Juliana is most likely the clumsiest person you have ever met. Every time you see her she has a cast, band aid, or crutches holding herself up. And when she doesn’t, she is always sick - either from the flu, cough, sore throat, or some random disease. Write how she is so timid, that it affects and even becomes a barrier in most of the relationships in her life. The lack of voice in this girl were as if she was saving all her voice for a rainy day. Now don’t let the shyness fool you, after she has broken down her Wall of China she shows her true colors. Write how she merely shows people what they want to see, for she is still unware of her entire capacity.