It was the end of my grade 7 year in middle school and the school had put together a little carnival for all the students to participate in. Teachers were assigned to be the chaperones for various groups of students to ensure that we didnt’ get ourselves into trouble, adn to make sure that we tried all of the events (at least the ones we wanted to).
At this event, my teacher was one of the newest teachers in the school. She was young and had just landed a Teacher’s Assistant role with the school. She was in a few of my classes as a supervisor and was very well liked by most of the students – mainly because when she was a substitute, she would let us watch whatever movie we wanted in class (as long as she had it on hand).