Chapter 29
Science Teacher’s Report
T. Athanasiou
Emma was bright. She kept asking questions. Good ones too, because all they do is ask questions anyway but they are usually irrelevant.
I was teaching them one day about blood, how it carries oxygen from our lungs, travels through our body to every cell. I didn’t notice it then, but she was fascinated by it. At class break, she caught up to me and bombarded me with questions. I answered as many as I could.
The logical part of me says that it would have happened anyway. The emotional part says that it’s my fault.
I’m too enthusiastic. I show the kids experiments, I bring props, try to get them to be hands-on. Some like it, others don’t bother looking up from their phones.
So yes, it makes me happy to see that my enthusiasm is getting
