Lesson Plan
My very own story about the adventure of a talented teacher going through an educator's life and finding love along the way.
Chapter 1: Dream Vs. Reality
Its funny the way things in life worked out, the thought of me becoming an art teacher would have never crossed my mind. Especially four years ago, back when i was in high school at the age of eighteen. A young adolescent wolf would no care in the world would have simply blown in off, like "yeah right me a teacher heh, don't hold your breathe". never say never because anything is liable to happen in this unpredictable world.
insecurity is one of flaws i hate to admit, but i should doubt myself. In high school it felt like i was in a labyrinth, where every wall i turn to was a blockage, stopping me from finding my way out which is my true potential. thinking what was i, Alister Kani going to do to make a difference in not only this world but in a community. So i always kept busy after i worked a few odd jobs before i realized this wasn't me. i did two years of college and left out with an associate's degree , then tried my way for a teaching certification and then luckily i was successful though it took me eight months.
i majored in art because of the sense of tranquility i feel when i stroke a pencil or brush across an empty canvas. where your creation goes beyond feeling and thinking, where the motivation is your passion. i want others to feel what i feel, just escape reality for a moment. let the art pull you into that atmosphere and experience it. taking you to that dimension and let it comfort you in any special way.
These thoughts now flutter my mind as i'm sitting in the waiting room, in front of me is the receptionist desk and to my left is the office to principal Rowan.keeping my posture as my sleek black fur is well brushed, wearing dress black pants, white long sleeved dress shirt and black tie, with a black vest with grey trim. few moments later the receptionist a shinu iba looks up at me with her painted eyelashes.
" Mr. Kani, he's ready for you"
"ok thank you" i replied standing up brushing the cloths to remove any wrinkles.
i open the door to a slate blue room, with navy blue carpeting. a large L shaped mahogany desk, with a hulking tiger in a grey pinstriped suit as a sat down in front of him, the tiger was still taller then me, with his muscles forming under his suit...damn. his brown eyes gleamed on my green ones, mostly in a happy tone.
"good afternoon mr kani, how are you today"
"I'm great how about yourself"
"Good, now that you're here and welcome to the Devonshire Academy of Arts and Sciences"
that comment gave me a raised eyebrow but i stop my expression from forming, and my tail from wagging.
"thank you mr. Rowan for taking your time to see, it's such an honor"
"I'm not bread, you can't butter me up. besides i already like you"
"ok" i said trying not to laugh at that.
"i checked out your credentials and other paperwork and i liked what i saw, as a matter of fact, how would you like to start this coming wednesday, you will be teaching two courses. a 9am course with the twelfth grade, and a 11am course with the eleventh grade students. hows that sound" said the grinning tiger as he drags his tail against the soft carpet.
"sounds amazing i'm all for it"
"alright then, i'm looking forward to adding you to my roster of fine educators"
the tiger guided me out his office and into the corridor outside waiting room, after we shook paws. once i was outside i looked back to the tall three story tan building, with a smile. thinking to myself "just relax, you can do it" attitude, though this plan of mine is a dream, but it is my reality.