G the teacher
October 19th, 2009
I always tell my sister, G, to smile. She is a teacher and sometimes, she forgets that she’s through teaching and already home. She frowns a lot and would look stern all the time. I keep reminding her that sooner or later, if she does not stop frowning a lot, she’d be needing a wrinkle cream. She also raises her voice a lot these days. Again, forgetting that she’s not in the classroom anymore. But when she’s in her normal mode, she’s actually a wacky person. Quite pleasant. And you’d never think she’s a teacher because she looks really young for her age.
