Chapter 2 – Pleasant and unpleasant surprises...

She starts rummaging through her papers on the table as she mumbles something unintelligible... she finds a slightly crumpled paper and declares:

- I knew I had left last year's notes somewhere and that they would be important for this year, she looks at me with disdain and I ask:

- And then? Still looking at me with disdain she says:

- Don't you want to ask the director to do some play you're already used to? So you don't need to leave your comfort zone. She continues to look at me and completes it with a triumphant air. You don't seem to have the pulse to direct one of these plays, I don't want to offend you teacher it's just that you're too young... She leaves her prints in the air and I just smile as I reach out for her to hand me the paper and say :

- Don't worry really Madam, I stress, although I'm young I have enough experience and I don't want anything at school to be changed because I'm entering now, we'll do everything exactly as you did and I'm sure it will be wonderful. I conclude with a triumphant smile on my face, I'm already standing up when she grabs my wrist and says:

- I hope you remember those words of yours and keep that smile on your face until the end of the year. She frowns. I look at my fist she's still holding and look back at her before reinforcing:

- Don't worry ma'am. I manage to let go, not without a little effort and leave the room too curious to know which pieces will be on the vote so I can organize the presentation that I don't even care about anymore, so when I look at the paper in my hand I see my three options:

Midsummer Night's Dreams.

Hamelet.

Romeo and Juliet.

That it! All from Shakespeare, these folks don't really play around on duty. But I sigh with relief, after all Shakespeare was one of the main authors of my graduation paper, girl, you really don't have to worry, you're lucky!

While I'm lost in my thoughts the coordinator opens the door and says:

- Don't be scared teacher, last year we did Hairspray and the year before The Phantom of the Opera, I believe that none of these will be a problem, am I right? She really thinks I'm worried about the parts, poor thing! Any of these I'm sure we'll rock, so before I answer I think, let the games begin!

- I'm not scared at all Madam, don't worry, I'll see you tomorrow!

I decide to get out of this woman's sight soon before I decide to fly at her neck! How can a person be as unpleasant as she is? What does she know about me?

She doesn't even know me! She never saw me working! How can she judge me like that, and create the worst expectations of me!

I return home somewhat grumpy, but soon I remember the pieces that I have the possibility of working with the students, and I'm happy again, nothing will be able to make me sad today, nothing!

When I wake up the next day I'm really excited, this is the first day of class at the new school, so I can't wait to meet the students and get to know each one of them. I get up from my bed and go straight to the kitchen to make coffee. When I pass by my cell phone I put a random song to play, and it's just perfect for the moment!

Attention! This is a book with a soundtrack, so whenever there's an important song it's a good idea to play it while you read, believe me, your experience will be unique!

• Photograph – Ed Sheeran

As I prepare my breakfast I let the song envelop me and when I realize I'm dancing in the middle of my tiny kitchen, it makes me laugh...

Right after breakfast I run to the shower and change into jeans, a Mickey T-shirt and an all star and I'm ready for my first day of school.

I'm humming to school, and when I arrive all the teachers are being directed to the amphitheater, the students arrive right away and it's important that everyone is introduced, after all, some teachers are new, like me.

I confess that I have butterflies in my stomach, how will they be? How will you receive me? I've done it thousands of times, but each time feels like the first time.

When all the students are seated, the principal starts his speech and introduces one by one the teachers, some are well received by the students, others not as much as expected, lol, but everyone receives a round of applause.

The director leaves me last, damn it, I don't like this. He finally says:

- Personal attention, now I would like to call the new art teacher, who will be responsible for the presentation of our famous and long-awaited Spring Festival play. She is new folks, so I ask you to receive her with great affection. He turns towards me, no! Isn't he going to do what I'm thinking he's going to do?

- Professor Angel, could you come here and inform our students which were the pieces voted at the end of last year, so they can already think about which one to vote on.

I stand up and as I'm walking towards the headmaster I notice that all eyes are on me now, this causes my stomach to swell with butterflies. I notice that as I move, it feels like an endless distance, even though I'm only a few steps away, some students are yelling, clapping, and whistling. I finally reach the place where the director is with the microphone, he hands it to me and I start:

- Good morning guys! I'm interrupted by clapping and screaming. The principal makes a face at the students and with his arms motions for them to stop screaming, I go on. The selected pieces were Dreams of a Midsummer Night, Hamelet and Romeo and Juliet.

When I finish speaking I am cheered by the students, and I have no doubts which of the pieces will be chosen for this year's Spring Festival!

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