A palabras necias, oidos sordos.

Amara Bradshaw | 37 | Lesbian Teacher at VPA Spanish, AP Spanish, World Civilizations

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Shiro takes it upon himself to tour the school unguided and completely clueless, as if he had anything better to do. He stops half way through this thing he’s not calling ‘aimless wandering’ in the courtyard to drop the sticky remains of his lollipop stick and replace it with a new one. But just as he’s unwrapping his sucker a loud voice jolts him and sends the candy flying into the persons hair. “Kuso!”

[amarabradshaw]

“Hey!” Great. Just what she needed, a piece of candy stuck in the never ending black hole that was her hair. Quickly, before it could be sucked in, she pulled it out, giving an apologetic smile. “Sorry I startled you..” Amara stood and tossed the sucker in the nearest wastebasket, returning to her seat. Before she sat, she held out her hand, “I’m Ms. Bradshaw; are you new?”

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Rowan jumped at the loud and harsh words, shivering slightly as she gripped her sketch book before looking up slowly at the older female and she frowned at her. “E– estás bien, señora?” She asked quietly so she won’t upset the woman further more.

[amarabradshaw]

“Oh? Si, si.” Amara shook her head and scanned the girl’s face, “Sorry if I scared you--I got a little frustrated for a moment.” With a weak smile, she shrugged her shoulders as if to say ‘eh.’

[sethjen-eca-blog]

“Woah, no hay necesidad de usar ese tipo de lenguaje!” Seth said with a raised brow as he looked at the teacher, “Qué usted necesita ayuda con cualquier cosa?”

[amarabradshaw]

“Sorry, sorry!” Amara waved her hand, covering her mouth. She’d forgotten there were children around; that often happened when she was doing something--she forgot there were other people in the world. “No, I don’t need help..unless you can magically make these kids understand what I’m trying to teach them?”

[chou-ohashi-deactivated20160410]

“Listen, we all get the random impulse to swear in front of children, or is that just me?”, he shook off the pondering question before continuing, “but you need to pick a not so common language to do it, like polish or something. That way you won’t get in trouble”, he grinned as he held out a hand to greet her, “Rolley Daines, nice to meet you.”

[amarabradshaw]

“I’m sure these kids have heard worse, and if they can’t even conjugate verbs, how are they supposed to know what I’m saying?” She smirked and shook his hand, nodding. “Nice to meet you, I’m Amara. Bradshaw.” Dropping her hand, she crossed her legs and then uncrossed them again. “I take it you aren’t a student? Or are you and have I just gotten myself in a deep pile?”

[msrachel-booth]

“Now, I know enough Spanish to understand that that is something bad in Spanish.” Rachel smiled, hoping she didn’t scare the other woman. “Grading not going well or have the kids just not gotten the hang of what you’ve been trying to teach them?” Rachel asked. 

[amarabradshaw]

“Oh, yea--sorry; I didn’t realize there was anyone nearby.” With a small chuckle, Amara shrugged. “Little bit of both. I’ve been over this three times--at least, and they just aren’t getting it and I’m not sure how I can make them understand.” Sighing, she rubbed her temples and glanced over at the woman beside her. Offering her hand, she smiled warmly, “I’m Amara. Or Ms. Bradshaw if you’re feeling Sex in the City-ish.” 

[chou-ohashi-deactivated20160410]

“No jurar mierda!”, Rolley yelled back as he looked at the upset woman who appeared to be grading papers, “Los ninos presente”, he explained, glad he had learned spanish from some of his dancers to be able to communicate easily in the language.

[amarabradshaw]

“Oh! Sorry, I didn’t think anybody else could hear me.” In a flustered hurry, she pushed her hair behind her ears, embarrassed to have been heard. Especially when, like he’d said, there were kids around. “I was just a little frustrated..and it slipped out--oops.”

[amarabradshaw]

Seeing as how the day’s weather wasn’t too terrible, Amara was busily grading Spanish quizzes in the courtyard, muttering to herself as she worked. “I swear I’ve been over this at least three times..” A few grades later, out of frustration, she capped her pen and shoved the rest of the papers into her bag, sighing with dismay.  “ Hijo de Puta!”

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