By P. G. Wodehouse
Between P.G. Wodehouse's so much liked ordinary characters is the dandy, wit, cricketer, and occasionally banker Rupert Psmith (the 'P' is silent). Psmith within the urban follows the lead character's misfortunes as a banker, part-time cricket fanatic, and quick buddy to a different routine Wodehouse personality, Mike Jackson.
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That, and I had heard that engineering classes were a great place to meet girls. ) But while I excelled at my job for those four years — sorry, those ALMOST four years — I soon realized that it just wasn’t my passion in life. So I decided to join the circus. No wait, that was just a bad dream I had. Rather, I decided to become an educator. I’ve always enjoyed working with kids, and I have always admired teachers. Especially that teacher in the Van Halen video — OH, HELLO!! I took the classes, passed the tests, obtained all of the necessary certifications, and got hired at the school where I did my student teaching.
A teacher’s aide took Francine to the library for tutoring, and Mrs. Jones sent Mrs. O’Brien, the counselor, to get Lucifer. She’ll probably be suspended for a couple of days next week because of her ever-increasing rap sheet. From that point on, my day was pretty normal. The only abnormal thing was the name of the new little boy that showed up around lunchtime. His name is Plakton. He’ll be in Mrs. Swanson’s homeroom, and Sally, another third-grade newcomer, will be in mine. Other than the name, though, Plakton seems OK.
Oops. Sorry. Ok, now that I’ve given you enough generic information, let’s get to a few things that happened on my first day. After a restless night, I arrived at the school at 6:45. This will NOT be a daily recurrence. Even though the district's “summer dress code” allows for golf shirts, I opted to dress very professionally and wear a long-sleeve shirt and tie. I figured I ought to make a good impression on the first day. So no hockey mask or red tights. Shortly before school started, I saw a couple of kids that I recognized from my class lists.
Psmith in the City (Psmith, Book 2) by P. G. Wodehouse