The Story of the Office (2)

We are in the classroom once every two academic years, and the fifth and sixth grades are working in the large office on the fourth floor of the teaching this year.

The teachers cleaned up the drawers of their newly replaced desks and wiped the table seats. Everyone was busy, and their mouths were busy, discussing Teacher Wu's whereabouts, talking about interesting things and things during the holidays.

In the hallway came the sound of high heels "quack, quack," and it was close to the office. Principal Huai pushed open the office door. Everyone stopped what they were doing. "Let me introduce you to you, this is Teacher Hao, who has just been transferred to our school." As soon as the principal's voice dropped, a mid-sized female teacher of about 40 years old flashed out from behind the principal. The principal continued, "This semester everyone has been promoted to another level, and Mr. Hao is the class teacher of class 5.2. Teacher Wang, Teacher Hao to your grade, you see where Teacher Hao's desk is, you help to place it. ”

I was busy promising, "No problem, Teacher Hao is sitting at the desk opposite me, this is the table reserved for Teacher Wu." Teacher Hao smiled and nodded to me. The principal asked everyone, "How's it going, the hygiene is all packed." Everyone was busy responding to the principal," All right, "Okay, pack up." ”

I asked the principal, "Does the principal still gather the teachers for a meeting in the afternoon?" "No, in the afternoon you can prepare lessons, set up the classroom, and the next Monday the students will officially start class, and everyone will do everything to prepare." Next Thursday's regular meeting, some things about the school will be announced. I looked around everyone's faces, as if the tense muscles had relaxed a little.

"Teacher Hao, you should get acquainted with everyone, if there is anything you don't know, ask Teacher Wang, she is the leader of your teaching and research team." I'm busy with my business. "Okay," Teacher Hao agreed.

"The headmaster walks slowly." The teachers verbally sent the principal, and the sound of "ga, ga" high heels faded away.

Teacher Hao began to clean up the desk assigned to her. The office continued the previous topic, twitter. It seems that during a long holiday, everyone's speech box is locked, and when the school starts, the conversation box is opened again, and speaking is the strength of the teachers.

Teacher Song, who was sitting next to me, said to me in a low voice, "When Principal Huai introduced Teacher Hao just now, I suddenly thought of an anti-meaning word, "good and bad." Poof, she laughed herself first, I was stunned, I also laughed, quickly glanced at her, made a closed sign language, fortunately the others did not hear the words of both of us.