Mallory sighed, scouring her classroom. it was empty now, but being the kids they were, small bits of rubbish were scattered here and there, leaving her, the Teacher, to clean up after them.
She wasn't staying for the cleaning though, of course. She had another student arriving for some lessons. Being a History Teacher, it was her job to help people understand what happened in the past, and this boy came from a place where some of it hadn't even happened.
Mallory, having picked up the more obvious scraps, sat back down at her desk, and shuffled through some notes. She had to understand where exactly his understanding differed, then teach him from there. Shouldn't be too hard for her.
@Romi
She wasn't staying for the cleaning though, of course. She had another student arriving for some lessons. Being a History Teacher, it was her job to help people understand what happened in the past, and this boy came from a place where some of it hadn't even happened.
Mallory, having picked up the more obvious scraps, sat back down at her desk, and shuffled through some notes. She had to understand where exactly his understanding differed, then teach him from there. Shouldn't be too hard for her.
@Romi