A teacher with a vicious reputation, who actually turns out to be friendly.

short story

A teacher! A teacher! “Mr Troll”, the children scream, “he is coming” the teachers howl.

Before I go on about my story, my name is Lee Crick. My story starts outside the PE department on a Wednesday.
I’m looking at a tea-kwon-do poster (martial arts), and then this student walks up behind me.
“Joining mate?” a student asks me. “Yeah right, the teacher is a right old creep” I reply with venom in my voice. “Take it easy, I still think you should join”, he takes a step back. I would join but the teacher, he teaches at my school. He teaches PE, he bullies you in to submission.
A few days later I actually decide to go. Two pounds a lesson, it must be half decent. When I get to the sports hall after school, I see the student, talking to the evil, Mr Troll. I honestly felt sorry for him, he must be in trouble. Mr Troll must have noticed me because he starts walks over to me. “Crap” I whisper. When he gets to me, I am very worried if I’m in trouble. “Hi, Mr Trrroooollll” I croak now I am very scared. “Can I help you?” he asks with his normal tone voice which is very nasty. “Yeah I would like to join the club, please” I ask very kindly, which is usually beneath me. “You sure, Mr Crick?” he reply with his normal tone once again, which shakes me up even more. “Yes sir!” I moan, which he ignores. “Then you better
Come, this way” slightly nicely, he replies. He points to the other students and I follow him.

“So how was your first lesson of tea-kwon-do like?” my mum asks. “It was alright” I reply mystified because my mum never takes a big interest. “Mr Troll was actually kind to me, a bit” I reply with a short laugh at my joke, he treated me the same as always.

Probably loads of spelling mistakes and What not. In English two years ago. We, me and the others students in the class were asked to write a short story for children.... So i did.