Just thinking what young Duo would be as a pupil from
a teacher's POV.( This takes place while Duo is in
school before the Maxwell Tragedy )
Duo of Mine
" He should be kicked out of this school for truancy
and misbehavior !" Those angry words from a parent
came echoing back to my ears. I sighed for the
umpteenth time and wonder if God is preparing me for
sainthood or not. The trials that I had to undergo for
this kid of mine equals to the ones that had been
beatified, albeit mine is more, I could say, downright
weird and damaging for my rep as a disciplinarian per
se.
I heard a soft knock and some shuffling. I turned
from my papers to peer down at my visitor. Five or
six (the Registrar couldn't even have their records
straightened out ) years old, too small for his height
and a shoulder length hair that needs constant
brushing and washing. His clothes, as usual, were well
worn and shabby. But hey, he can carry it with style.
"Mz. Garcia, you were looking for me ?"He asked
brightly, with head bobbing up and down with hands in
perpertual motion ( I gave up looking at his hands a
long time ago to keep me from getting dizzy).
*Duo Maxwell ( he has no surname yet, we teachers
associate him with Maxwell Orphanage -for short
Maxwell. After a while, the name stuck ). One time
thief and now one of my best pupils of my class. Also
the most troublesome.*
After a long silence. I cleared my throat and said in
a long suffering sigh ," Duo, my dear Duo. What am I
gonna do with you ?"
His only answer was a chuckle and puppy dog eyes.
I groaned. I am at a losing battle with an angel-eyed
imp from hell.
Finished ?
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