Love

Chapter 7

"This stick is gold, ha, say to ha: I am beautiful, I will be beautiful, and ha's mouth will c***k. (My dad said this stick called me beautiful, called me a stick whose mouth will crack.)"

I was interrupted.

... . The sound is not so harsh, but so sharp and small.

You this. . . Homosexuality.

Your a*s is not big enough, your mouth is not big enough, and those who are dragged to stand up by the collar are not allowed to be dragged unilaterally, block each other with their hands, make an unhappy appearance, and immediately shout for it in their mouths.

"You son of a b***h! You did it to get into trouble!"

"Why do you call me wood? Do you want to die?"

"Hey, hey! Too much, you b***h!"

As soon as the rest of his friend saw something bigger to happen, he jumped to his feet. . . Hmm. . . He was startled when he was surrounded by a group of young people ready to trample. But when she opened her eyes, the bastard who had poked her out would come forward with a jerk, push away the man who pretended to hurt his friend, and then stand up in her place.

"Do you want to get into trouble with my friend?"

"Back off, Creek, it's not your business."

"My friend's business is my business, it doesn't matter, it must have a relationship!"

It was not long before they pushed back and forth again, and pushed back and forth, till they became more chaotic, and there was nothing I could do at the end above my head, and I screamed when a child named Tarn What was pushed by me to the end behind.

"Oops!..................................................................

But the child turned around, stared at me in the eye, and gently stroked my chest.

It's a nudge.

"Back off and stand in the corner, you will be hit by the crossfire."

"Hey! I said don't fight, did you hear..." I tried to try again.

As soon as the sound was over, I turned around and looked at me with a dignified face. I stopped. I couldn't step in at once. I jumped up, afraid of being pushed by others. But unexpectedly, the boy didn't push me. Comes in, grabs your wrist and immediately drags you out of the cordon in Marku.

"Let us give you your face, Your face will be hit by stray bullets, your face will be hit by stray bullets, your face will be hit by stray bullets, your face will be hit by stray bullets, your face will be hit by stray bullets, your face will be hit by stray bullets, your face will be hit by stray bullets, your face will be hit by stray bullets, your face will be hit by stray bullets, your face will be hit by stray bullets, your face will be hit by stray bullets, your face will be hit by stray bullets. "

"But..."

"This is a very common thing, your heart is too big, your heart is too big, your heart is too big, your heart is too big, your heart is too big, your heart is too big, your heart is too big, you will get used to it."

The mind blurts out before I finish, I can translate, but I can understand what it means. They threw themselves at each other with fists, and so did the other children, and they forbade their friends, and their circles ran about, and those who had not joined kept cheering.

I stood up, I didn't know what to do. Luckily, I didn't fight long before all the other teachers ran in and stopped me. Even Samorn ran back, her face awake and asked me loudly.

"What happened, Nua, why is it so messy just looking up names!"

"Samoon..." I turned around, crying on my face. "I... I want to go back to Bangkok and stop training! No!" Then there was a sudden wail.

God, Savin, this damn school is hell!

On that day, the children in the department I trained were doing a lot of things all day. From director to deputy director, " If you don't want to go up the mountain, you will fall down and wait for another class next semester. "

For God's sake. . . Drop other things, and I will be later than my friends next semester. What teacher doesn't care about children!

Finally, I called them and told them about the jeans and the crayfish, but the two of them didn't make things any better and made me any more sad because they were both laughing when I told them. Followed by cynical cynicism, I was drunk with leprosy until I didn't choose an internship at the prescribed time.

If I knew it would end like this, I wouldn't get drunk and celebrate the final exam of the last semester.

I had to bite the bullet when the teacher gave me the option of dropping out and moving to teach at a school on the hill, where, despite my foreseeing the future, I might not be able to stay until my last day.

I'm not saying I'm going to train somewhere else, but I'll be hit by crossfire while these kids are being beaten to the head!

On that day, I spent the whole day in the technical college, and my face hurt like hell. Somorn didn't know whether it was sympathy or pity, so I rushed me back to rest for half a day from the first day, because tomorrow I will start my first teaching.

When I got permission, I was gone. I'll drive back to the dormitory at once. At first I wanted to have a rest. I got a bad headache when I came back, so I had to go to bed. . . Sleep till night.

These kids are really good. Migraines must be because of them.

Is it because of them? I don't know, but for sure, now I start migraines and eat my head because of the next room.

Why,

As I prepared to go to bed after taking painkillers, around midnight, a scream went through the wall, just like last night, and it was not the sound of ice pack units smashing the wall. But it was a scream, and hardly knew what it was singing, because I could not hear the melody, so I could only hear the lyrics, so I could know what it was.

"The cold wind is blowing, and it looks cool, cool, cool and beautiful. The house is far away and wilderness. The school is just behind him. It's just us. We have no one!"

I don't listen to this song very often, but because my parents are Phongsitthibra fans, I know it's my school song.

But it's a slow song, isn't it? Why did you knock it! Speed up the pace.

"In hot weather, in cold weather, without blanket cover, there is a teacher in the school, a sacrificed teacher, enduring distant comfort!"

I sat on the wall, tiptoe through the darkness, looking at me distractedly, and the sting in my head kept beating, worse than when they shouted.

"My school is far away, far away, I miss you, you turn around! My school!"

Fuck you! Now I need to sleep because I want to teach my school!

Oh. . . I was so nervous that I wanted to break into their room and s***k them, and I wouldn't have broken in again if that damn guy hadn't threatened to stab me in the gut last night.

Afraid they would stab me in the gut, I had to let them form a band, drink, sing and interfere with sleep, while I tried to sleep in such an atmosphere, but it seemed that I wouldn't sleep again tonight.