Chapter 18 Chapter 18 Glorious Injury
When a woman finds out that her husband is having an affair, most of the things she does on the spur of the moment are childish——
1. Write some low-level words on his driver's license.Example: No dick!
Two, dating his favorite soccer teammate, the guy who never passed the ball to him.
3. Spread rumors first, and then declare to the outside world: "Stop gossiping, because he is really messing around outside!"
Fourth, go to some unpopular websites to register in his name, and remember to choose those websites that the police pay special attention to.
5. Quit chocolate, you will start to miss it, so there is no extra time to think about your husband.
6. Get his checkbook and write "This is a sex transaction fee" on all the check stubs.
7. Take part in the mother race and beat that bitch!
The sports meeting can be said to be an occasion for people to make a fool of themselves. Most mothers would rather hide and play dead than go.As for me, needless to say, my expectation for the sports meeting is only a little bit more than the possibility of me being sentenced to death and being injected with poison.
However, my hatred for Bianca has already surpassed all feelings, and now the only problem left is how to get away from the off-campus teaching at the Science and Museum Museum.
At this juncture, it is impossible to temporarily ask for sick leave. Even if the death certificate is sent to Shi Hao, he will not dump me.But if I don't beat Bianca in the Mommy Race today, today might be my death day!
As a teacher, have you never seen any strange reasons for asking for leave?The reason parents of students ask for leave for their children can be used as a joke in the teachers' lounge!
Kelly will take four days off on February 29th, 30th, 31st and 32nd.
I'm sorry, Jackson asked for leave today, and it's all his father's fault.
Sorry, Chardonnay didn't go to class yesterday.She was very unwell, so my father and I took her to get an injection.
Even an adulterer like Roy has his excuses——
Excuse me, please let me go, because my allegiance to my marriage is exhausted.
Obviously he is the one who cheated, why do I look like the chief culprit of his cheating?
Having said that, what reason should I use as an excuse to throw twenty students in the Science Museum?
No matter what you do, "planning" is the most critical part.My plan is as follows: take our class to the museum first, and then let Lucy accompany them on the tour.Lucy also leads the sixth grade class and is a good colleague. There are also six parents who can help take care of them.Then I could sneak out and bolt to the Mommy's Run at Jenny's Sports Club in Hampshire, and come back on the Metro-North just in time to catch the special bus back to school after the tour.
Of course I know the risk of leaving my extracurricular teaching and running away, and I will definitely be fired. However, there is a rule in the school that teachers must be given three warnings before they can be fired. This is at least more reasonable than marriage.Getting three warnings to get a divorce is better than Roy suddenly rejecting me thousands of miles away.
Oh yes!Just be fully prepared.People who can't be promoted, or even have no chance at all, have the possibility of turning things around!
On the way to the sports meeting, I was so nervous that I devoured two chocolate wafer bars, downed a cappuccino, and finished a large bag of potato chips along the way.Such a fierce eating method, how to rush later?
I rushed desperately from the subway station to the sports field, about 300 yards long, and my waist was almost broken, I couldn't breathe, and I wished I could die immediately.
I was really dying, and it was a little difficult to even stand still, so the slowness of the last part of the journey was comparable to that of a sloth!
In the past few weeks, a group of mom corps in the Hampton District have poured into the final sprint to participate in the mom race. Wearing sports shoes, all of them ran out of breath, fully displaying the sports spirit of the Olympics.Now I'm here too, dragging my heavy feet, advancing at the speed of a turtle trekking through the snow.
In fact, my clothes are wrong and bad.Trespassed on to Lowy's clinic yesterday, wearing the clothes I had for class yesterday—a skirt and a short-sleeve top, but to be on the safe side, I changed into sneakers before heading to Bianca's house.But I took off my light gray bra last night and forgot to put it back on in the morning's rush.
I told myself it was nothing to worry about, that bras weren't that useful to me anyway.A bra that actually works should make me feel like I'm not overweight, and I don't have stretch marks or fat marks.
When I arrived at the sports venue, the children's race was coming to an end, and I just caught up with Jenny to cheer.I sat at the same table with other parents, and everyone looked like they were ready to move. In order to compete for the best view at the end of the runway, everyone stretched their necks and snapped up, as if being scratched by an unknown hand. The scene of thousands of drills is comparable to popcorn bouncing in a frying pan, and it is also mixed with the flashes of digital cameras and the sound of DV cameras.
"Mom!" Jenny won the third place, so touched!When I happily hugged her at the finish line, she flinched, "You're not wearing underwear! Oh, that's embarrassing!"
To appease me, she said that if I embarrass her again, she will run and hide.I think she'd better start packing up and getting ready to go, because then her mom will be tucking her skirt into her panties, showing her tits and going all out!
"Did you see your dad?" I asked, trying to suppress the hysteria and hurt.
Jenny gestured to the direction of the Leisure Building with her thumb, and I pretended to be okay as much as possible and walked towards them.The wind blows the long grass whizzingly, the wind blows the grass, and the grass waves rise and fall one after another, forming a turbulent sea of green snakes.
The leisure building is located behind the toilets, few people will pass by, and the location is also very hidden.calm down!Be calm!I secretly picked my head from the corner, and I saw them hiding there kissing!
I have difficulty breathing, my brain is starved of oxygen, I can hardly breathe, the situation is very urgent, if I am on the plane, the oxygen mask above the seat must have fallen——
Then they went back to the parent section of the venue, and I walked over to where they had been standing.The muddy shoeprints of the two of them were clearly visible on the ground, like traces left at a crime scene.Looking back, Bianca was wearing low-heeled loafers and a sleeveless dress, and if she hadn't planned to run, I probably wouldn't have had to run to compete with her.
Not long after, there was the sound of the conference broadcast, and the mother's race was about to start.The mothers who participated in the competition suddenly threw their children from their hands as if they were dancing flamenco, and then rushed to the starting point to prepare.
A long time ago, there were some interesting competitions in the sports meeting. Mothers would take off their shoes and play in socks, with an egg in the spoon in their hand. The egg cannot be dropped during the competition, but the biggest risk is the body A piece of the skirt may loosen or even fall off.
Taste contests haven't been in fashion since the modern day mom fad.These women polish the granite kitchen worktops and decorate the home with spotlights.They will find a short-term job first, get pregnant and have children after making some achievements, give up a promising career, and devote themselves to being a super fashionable hot mom.
Although they are already very remarkable, from them, we can still see the nature of women who love to compete and compare.Those traditional thick-thigh moms who are still struggling with Lycra shapewear are quickly compared to those super-fashionable hot moms who are domineering.Look at their muscles and curves, they are all enviably toned, the mother with thick thighs had no choice but to give up competing with them, and sat in the auditorium outside the arena staring blankly.
Sooner or later, Bianca boldly opened her dress, revealing a set of the latest high-tech Lycra jogging suit, which is not inferior to the standard of Olympic uniforms.She kicked off the low heels and bent down to put on the sneakers. Those shoes were so weird, they were brand new, and they were bought for the competition. Thinking of this makes me angry.Then she stood up like a heroic female warrior, as if the flowers in the wind had to salute her too.hateful!It seems that even the goddess of nature will surrender to this male devourer!
Bianca strolled down the runway next to me, full makeup (including false lashes), and looked me up and down. "It doesn't matter if you win or lose, because...you will definitely lose!" She stretched her waist, looking at ease like a cat.
"Yes! I kindly advise you, it's best to call a medical team on standby, because you will need it soon, don't blame me for not reminding you!" I deliberately bluffed to scare her, while tucking the skirt into the legs of my panties The elastic band at the side is fixed, and it doesn't look like it will lead the trend in the next Olympic Games. "If you're lucky, your false eyelashes should hold you up if you fall."
I wonder what other mothers were thinking when they saw me like this?I'm dying of this thought!Could it be pointing at my back?
Those perfect home goddesses who are good at baking will make you want to plunge into the food processor and forget it.What's more, what they are competing for is not who attracts more men's attention, but what they compete with each other overtly and secretly. "Did you notice that the layer of oil on her thighs is getting thicker and thicker?", "Her child is really uneducated, why don't you leave it alone?", "I dare say she touched her breasts on Christmas!" They His remarks are even more ingenious than the High Court!
"Everyone on their places..." All the staff leaned forward and took a good starting position.
The white tape at the finish is so damn far!I glanced at the entire row of contestants. The usually gentle and pleasant mothers now put on the faces of the tigers, as if they were hunters who specialize in catching baby seals in the North Pole.They straightened their elbows, stretched out their claws, and touched the starting line lightly, their eyes were full of murderous intent, as if a bullfight saw a matador.
"preparation……"
"By the way, Jenny and I get along very well." Bianca added dickishly, "She really...has potential! As a mother, you don't feel ashamed of not being able to develop her potential well. Is it? But it’s not too late to start now, and a girl her age is very malleable!"
boom!
If Bianca thought this would irritate me, she was dead wrong!The hatred in my heart accelerated my momentum, and I rushed forward as if I had been drugged.I ran like I had a free Jimmy Chooc shoe waiting for me at the finish line, handed out by a naked Brad Pitt.
The woman on the runway to my left looked like an ostrich, with her head and neck stretched out, and her upper body and lower body were clearly out of sync.When other mothers were running, they lowered their heads and stared at the ground, as if they were afraid of falling.I felt like I passed everyone, and the wind slapped me in the face and bounced to the other players.
The runners gathered more and more towards the inner track. I glanced over my shoulder and saw a long line.Bianca caught up, one by one, overtaking the other women, leaving them far behind.The sight took me a few seconds, and I turned around and refocused on the distant finish line, where the school secretary and a music teacher each held one end of the white tape.I could feel Bianca running right behind me, so close I could hear her breathing.
The finish line was getting closer and closer, and I was gasping for breath, my legs kept working like pistons.Suddenly, someone pushed me, my hands flustered for a while, I fell like shit, and flicked to the side, only half a millimeter away, and the headmistress was almost split open by me.Then, the other players had no time to brake, and I tripped over me lying on the ground. A group of people piled up on the turf like this. The black tights and light-colored tops of the mothers made us look like a group of epileptics Oversized assorted candies for a seizure!
"You idiot with a mental retardation plus three!" A mother who fell on the ground cursed angrily, "Damn! What are you doing?"
"There...someone pushed... pushed me..." I was gasping for air, I needed fresh air.
"You should be suspended! Brainless bitch."
"But...but..." I really wanted to argue, but before I could say it, I was drowned out by the voices of dissatisfaction around me.
Like the feeling of falling from heaven to hell, the light in the shade of the tree is getting darker and darker, becoming a bit gloomy.A treacherous atmosphere enveloped me, and I felt it was difficult to breathe.
"Mom, are you okay?"
"Fortunately, I've heard too much of this kind of abuse." I gasped and said, "And my ankles are often dislocated due to this strange movement."
I touched Jenny's calf, grabbed hold of it, and pulled myself up again. "She pushed me, didn't you see?" I gasped, "I was about to win and Bianca pushed me!"
"Oh! Mom, don't afford to lose like this!"
Roy reluctantly walked towards me, and Bianca was not far away, clutching a bottle of champagne to celebrate the victory.
"The conference really should give you an award for running without a bra, an award for courage or something. How are you?" He asked reluctantly!
"She pushed me! That cow bumped me! Nobody believes me?"
I couldn't help complaining about my name, Caesandra, the princess of Troy in Greek mythology whose prophecy was not believed. Even if she foresaw the tragedy of the Trojan horse massacre, no one believed her.Is the name cursed?
"Mom," Jenny made a booing gesture to stop me from going on, "It's over! Didn't you embarrass yourself enough today?"
"Would you like...uh...to celebrate with us? Bianca has something for a picnic." Roy asked, with no apparent sincerity.
Of course she came prepared! "No, I...I have to go back to work."
In the middle of the day, the shadow of the leisure building receded into a thin line.Before rushing back to the science museum, I limped to the leisure building to lick my wounded heart alone.
How can I be so miserable?I want to cry, but I still have to pull myself together.
Thinking about it carefully, I didn't pee my pants because of those stupid things, so it was a success.
As I said earlier, planning is the most critical part before acting.Everything has gone according to plan, so I now have an hour to get back to the Science Museum.
But what I didn't expect in my previous plan was that firstly, I sprained my ankle; secondly, I encountered "someone found on the railway tracks"-this is the terminology of the London Transport Bureau. Third, my phone is out of battery!
After finally making it to the subway station, I arrived later than I expected, and the car was already driving away. I rushed hard to squeeze into the car, and spent the next ten minutes of driving with the whole car with no expression on my face.
There is no air conditioning in the London Underground, and my T-shirt is soaked from running and traveling, the cotton against my skin.After hearing the arrival announcement, I got off the bus, and I staggered out of the subway station, thinking that I should take a taxi, but I couldn't see half a car, so I had to take the bus with heavy steps.
North London is worthy of being a standard urban jungle. There is a lot of traffic on the way back, and the bus is moving slowly like an old cow.I picked up my cell phone and wanted to call my colleague Lucy, but as I guessed, the cell phone was dead.Because I ran to Lowy's clinic the night before, I didn't have a chance to recharge.
I tried to reassure myself that this was one of the great adventures one must experience living in London.That's what I said, but it's too thrilling and exciting!I began to pray to God, if He can help me return to the Science and Technology Museum smoothly, I will definitely try my best to do more good deeds!
The bus finally arrived at Baker Street, and I jumped off the bus, so I had no choice but to turn into the subway station again, and take two buses to get to the Museum of Science and Technology.I waited and waited, hopelessly, the subway still didn't come, only heard the delayed notifications again and again, I began to consider whether I should change my career, change my career to be castrated or be a deodorant product sniffer (to smell deodorant tester's armpits) are much better than they are now.
When I got off at South Kensington Station, I jumped all the way back to the Science Museum.Just when I limped into the hall, there was no sign of the students in our class at all.I shuffled step by step, the sour smell of sweat filled with pain.
I yelled my colleague's name like crazy: "Lucy? Lucy!" My T-shirt was torn when I fell during the race. My body was covered with mud and grass, and my hair was disheveled. Jumping in circles, Mimi, who was not wearing a bra, also bounced up and down. This strange appearance has attracted great attention from the guards.
I rushed up to ask if North Rose Hill Elementary School had left?In the end, they either told me to wait in line at the back, or told me to die!I was dragging my sore, swollen feet, I was on the verge of a heart attack, and I missed the back-to-school bus for a full forty-five minutes.
Now that we have reached this point, maybe it would be more enjoyable to go directly to hell!
Later, I took a taxi back to Rose Hill for 40 pounds. When there was a traffic jam on the road, I thought about what to say later.I think it is better to simply say that I have a mental problem and I am not suitable for teaching. Please agree to pay the pension and let me retire early.To heighten the "realness" of this reason, maybe consider putting a little mosquito net over my faculty lounge seat and playing the bonga in it.
Let's face it, start the wild mode of the survival game.The only way to sneak into the school is to sneak in with your back against the wall, avoid the camera lens, and crawl under the window of Shi Gao's office in the posture of an assault force crawling forward.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, my cover operation successfully passed the first floor, and the end was in sight. From the window of Lucy's class, I saw her coaxing my students, and of course, her own students.She didn't use the traditional blackboard method of teaching, and I vaguely heard her whispering that I owe her a beer or something because she shielded me well.
I breathed a sigh of relief, I was really tired and paralyzed, and I had to sneak back to my classroom to get back the sign-in book, but the sudden fright made me freeze in place, not daring to move—I Being targeted by "that woman"!
"Excuse me, where have you... been?" Padida Pender blocked my way with lightning speed, she was smarter than the Pentagon's emergency response team, but her methods were a little more clever .
"Do you know what happens when you leave the whole class behind when you are teaching out of school?" When Padida spoke, her thin, painted lips looked like two Creepy pink caterpillar. "I see, wait to be fired!"
There are countless illegal immigrants in England, who may have anthrax on their bodies, and they can barely survive. Have the national security agencies caught them?No.However, when I returned to school an hour and a half late, I was unfortunately blocked by Padida. What a strange thing!Why wasn't she called up to the Metropolitan Police's counter-terrorism unit?
I closed the door behind me, intending to kneel down and beg her. "Listen, this is an emergency and the kids are safe and sound. The ratio of parents to students for out-of-school teaching is usually one to ten, right? Well, since a few more parents volunteered to help this time, I'm sure The ratio of the number of people is one to six, and Lucy is also there. I have an urgent matter at home, so I can't go into details, anyway, as long as everything goes well."
"That's not it!" she said with Victorian governess air.
"Padida, I beg you, don't tell Shi Gao. As long as you don't tell me, I will help you guard the playground this school year." I was really uncomfortable kneeling, but I still endured it. "You can do me a favor! Seeing as a colleague, do you have a bit of sisterhood?" I kept asking her, but Padida's heart is really cruel and vicious!
"Business matters first, friendship later." She made things difficult for me with ill intentions, and from her sonorous and forceful tone, it was useless to ask me.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, when school was over, children poured out of the classroom.I met Shi Gao in the atrium, his face was stiff, his mouth contracted and squeezed like a rectum coming to defecate.
"Come to my office!" he ordered.
I drag my wounded foot towards the final judgment.Would it be better if I told him that something more serious than mine happened in other schools when I was teaching off-campus?A college classmate of mine took her sixth grade female students to go camping in the New Forest National Park, and also went to pick mushrooms, but what they picked were poisonous mushrooms. As a result, they had hallucinations due to poisoning, and the whole class was sent to the intensive care unit for observation for a day...
Seeing the fire in Shi Hao's eyes from a short distance, I changed my mind.I'm looking around, looking for a weapon to defend myself, and wonder if it's possible to set his laser printer to "shock mode"?The principal's mood index has risen from "very upset" to "Satan Demon King"!The weather was good that day, but when he got angry, it immediately turned into a violent storm.
"How dare you leave the students in the class!?"
In the next half an hour, he began to go into a frenzy with the power of Hurricane Katrina in the United States, the only difference was that he replaced the violent storm with curses.
Veins popped out on his neck, and he roared furiously. The reason why he was so angry that he was about to have a stroke was because I violated the health and safety rules.Any negligence represents a risk. Once the danger occurs, it is likely to cause irreparable mistakes.I'm irresponsible, I shouldn't be, I'm immature... If it wasn't for the school's rules, he would have told me to fuck off right away!
Yes, the teacher had to get three warnings before he could be fired, but it was such a serious matter that he was going to bring it up at the board to see if I could be fired immediately.
I should have stood up and defended myself, but I just want to know, how could I have been so naive as to think I could get away with this?If I were to write an autobiography for myself, the main point would be - take a good look at your life of self-deception, you super idiot!
Let him scold!My eyes were fixed on the wall behind him, which was the same stereotypical beige.I found myself thinking back to what subject he was best at before he somehow became headmaster?Is it timid?Or cross-examination techniques?Before I left school, as a token of my affection, I should have given him a card area so that he could hang it outside the office——working here, I advise you not to be so misogynistic and lonely, it’s for your own good!
After Shi Gao watched me leave, he must have continued to play with the guns he collected.
With a bang, I put my head against the wall.The school affairs, and a bunch of miscellaneous things, all flew into outer space in an instant. Compared with my misfortune, those things seemed insignificant.
I lost my husband's heart and my daughter's face in public, which was tantamount to shoving her into Bianca's sinister arms.I suddenly had a feeling, as if I saw the lights of an approaching train on the other side of the tunnel, but I was tied to the rails, unable to move!
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