Back to the middle school...
The teachers returned to their seats after the coffee break. The rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the eting room.
A few of them brought along plates of desserts to the eting table, including Principal Smith.
"Now," the principal began, his lips curling up softly, "Ti to discuss Sports Day."
Lariette, including a few of the teachers, chuckled upon hearing Principal Smith’s words. All of them knew Sports Day was one of the most anticipated events every year.
Before sumr break started, the excited students began asking about it. The date was already set but, the preparations were still underway.
"They’re more excited than usual because we chose to hold it in autumn this year," said Howard, one of the history teachers, as he referred to the students, "Their parents approved too."
Howard’s words were welcod with nods of agreent from his fellow colleagues. Lariette also shared the sa thought.
Sports Day was usually held before the sumr break. It beca so sort of tradition. The other schools also did the sa.
The so-called traditional was broken this year when Principal Smith decided to push it to autumn. Both the teachers and the students alike welcod the new change, including the parents.
During Sports Day, parents and guardians could co to cheer on the students. So of the gas involved the cooperation between the adults and the children.
"Howard’s right," Benjamin chid in. He was a PE teacher, "The weather will be much more pleasant in autumn. We also don’t have to worry about them getting overheated."
Bella clapped her hands, "Don’t forget the scenery! Our school has a good view during autumn. The children will like it more for sure!"
Principal Smith glanced at his notes. He shook his head in helplessness as he said, "Then, ti to discuss the event lineup. We’ll have the usual popular sports but, does anyone have new ideas?"
Relays and tugs-of-war would always be on the list. Still, Principal Smith wondered if his subordinates would introduce new and fun gas for Sports Day this year.
The teachers comnced another round of discussions. No one shied away from voicing their thoughts. The eting room was buzzing with their conversations.
At the sa ti, the teachers divided themselves into smaller groups. Each of them had their own tasks, including Lariette.
"Lari! We get a fun part!"
"Haha! Yes! I can’t wait for it!"
Nora’s excitent was palpable, earning a smile from Lariette. Both of them, including Howard, were assigned to oversee the stalls.
Clubs were allowed to open a stall each, mostly handled by the older students. While the students tried raising funds for their clubs, they got to showcase their creativity and teamwork.
Last year, another group of teachers oversaw the stalls and the participating clubs. Most of the students managed to sell out the items they traded. They also happily gushed over their experience in trading.
Once all the role-assigning was done, Principal Smith announced they would adjourn the eting for today. He slowly stood up from his seat. His white hair glistened under the sunlight streaming through the glass windows.
"You guys can start discussing your tasks with each other. We’ll have the next Sports Day eting at another ti. Oh, I haven’t announced."
Principal Smith’s last remark intrigued the rest of the teachers. All eyes focused on him, wondering what the older man had to say.
"We’ll have a new teacher join us after sumr break. He’s Juliana’s replacent. Because he’s currently abroad, we won’t get to et him until later."
"Oh? That’s in less than two weeks."
"I wonder how Juliana has been doing. We’ll have her replacent soon, huh?"
Lariette humd softly upon hearing her forr colleague’s na.
Juliana was a language teacher like her, a senior of the faculty. She moved to another city before sumr break began, having to relocate because of her husband’s new work.
’He? I wonder who.’
Lariette hoped the new teacher was pleasant to get along with. She was sad to see Juliana leaving but, she still wished her for the best.
"Okay, you all can go ho now," Principal Smith waved his hand. He looked around the room before his eyes landed on Lariette.
"Yes, Mr. Lawrence?" asked Lariette, noticing the look given by the principal.
"Well... can I take so puddings and cakes ho?"
Principal Smith’s question elicited chuckles from Lariette before a ripple of laughter from the other teachers echoed in the eting room.
"You can, Mr. Lawrence," Lariette smiled in helplessness, "I’m glad that you enjoy the desserts."
"Lawrence, have you forgotten what your doctor said about your blood sugar?" Benjamin, one of the older teachers chid in, his tone teasing, "Don’t let him, or worse, Sophia catch you."
Sophia was Principal Smith’s wife. She often dropped by the school, sending ho-cooked lunch for her husband while having a al together.
"Haha... I won’t take that many," Principal Smith laughed awkwardly, scratching his wrinkly cheek. His response garnered more laughter from the rest.
Soon, everyone left the eting room. So walked straight to the main gate, wanting to go ho while a few remained in school.
Lariette texted Ruediger after leaving the eting room. Glancing at her wristwatch, she saw the clock had almost struck one in the afternoon.
’I better go to my desk first.’
Spinning on her heels, Lariette headed to the teachers’ lounge. She had a few things she wanted to bring back to the apartnt.
"Lari, not going ho yet?"
A familiar voice called Lariette when she was writing sothing in her cubicle. Looking up, her eyes t Emily, one of her colleagues in the language faculty.
Smiling, Lariette replied, "I’m waiting for my husband. He should be here soon."
That particular word seed to flow easier from her mouth now.
"Aww~ How romantic," Emily chuckled, her eyes sparkling with delight over Lariette’s response, "I only saw him from afar. He’s a handso lad, isn’t he? You two are a perfect match."
Lariette’s lips lted into a softer smile. She felt the heart swirling from her cheeks.
"Thank you, Emily. I’ll introduce him to you next ti."
Lariette and Emily exchanged a few more words before the latter finally left. Not long after, she received a text from Ruediger, saying he had arrived.
Bringing the disposable food box containing the portion for Bill and his colleagues at the guard post, Lariette quickly went downstairs.
She couldn’t wait to tell him how much everyone coveted his desserts. Sohow, she wished to see how his face bead, or even blushed once she told him.
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