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73: Recollection – Trap

This is a story from when I was in my third year of university, during my teaching practicum.

I was assigned to the secondary section of the school.

If things go smoothly, I will be teaching here as a regular teacher.

In other words, by the time the current students in this class become third-year students,

I will be appointed as a rookie teacher.

So, with a calculated approach, I decided to curry favor with the students in this class.

Establishing a good working environment is important.

And when considering the environment, it is impossible to exclude the “people present” there.

The environment is created by people – more specifically, the “most numerous presence” and the “immediate superiors.”

Therefore, I will not underestimate the “students” who are the “most numerous presence.”

Fortunately, it seems like I am well-known in the secondary section of the school.

As I walk down the hallway, I overhear whispers like, “That person is Mr. Lex,” “Oh, that…,” “I’ve heard about it from my older brother,” “Uh-oh, they’re looking this way.”

Dressed in a suit I bought for everyday use, I listen to these whispers with a fresh feeling.

At that time, I was dominated by anxiety about the future, and my emotions were fluctuating.

A high-tension that makes me want to dance and a low-tension that makes me want to die swap places in a fraction of a second.

When I heard the whispers, I thought, “Everyone seems to know about me. It seems easy to handle.”

At the same time, I also thought, “Everyone is gossiping about me. They must be plotting to kill me.”

However, no one tried to kill me.

On the contrary, I was welcomed.

During class, I would suddenly be thrown crumpled paper balls from behind,

Or traps would be set near the door when I tried to enter the classroom.

Well, if I just explain the outline, there might be some who would say, “You’re disliked, aren’t you?”

The important thing is the “extent.”

These traps are not meant to harm me.

Moreover, they are easy to avoid.

I caught the crumpled paper ball thrown at my back and threw it into the trash can.

That alone elicited cheers.

When I opened the door and many pens fell from above,

I caught every single one and asked, “Whose are these?”

Everyone fell silent, but there was one person who was clearly flustered,

So I handed them to that person, and everyone reacted positively.

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By avoiding simple traps that hold no ill intent,

It seems that I have garnered respect from everyone in the class.

In other words, the person who set up these traps helped me integrate into the class more quickly.

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Is there anything more fortunate than this?

After school, I called the person responsible for the trap to the guidance room.

I wanted to express my gratitude.

The reason I chose the guidance room as the location is that there was no other place where I, as a trainee, could be alone with a specific individual from the class.

“Um, well…”

I smiled at the person who seemed to be acting suspiciously for some reason and called out their name.

Alex.

“Yes, um…”

Please continue to support me from now on.

“…Yes, um…”

Alex tends to behave quite arrogantly among our classmates, but when facing me, the teacher on the education practicum, it seems like they get nervous.

I whispered gently. When the training is over and I become a teacher, I’ll come back. I’ll come back to you once again.

“P-Please forgive me…”

What is there to forgive?

I just wanted to thank you.

Thank you for helping me blend in with the class.

But I wouldn’t have minded if the traps were a bit more challenging to avoid.

If you’d like, shall I teach you? I may not look like it, but I’ve actually made traps before.

Well, I was better at falling into traps than setting them, though.

I’m trying to speak as kindly as possible, adding some humor here and there, but Alex is shrinking back and not answering.

This will be a future challenge – the shrinking back due to the difference in position. If we don’t eliminate this, it will be difficult to have a smooth relationship with the students.

However, even though Alex is shrinking back and feeling nervous… they must have noticed my concern for them.

In their clumsy kindness, I’m reminded of Martin.

He was also clumsy, rough, and careless, but he had kindness in his heart.

I understand his kindness. Even when we fought, he never had the intention to kill.

The “playful violence without the intention to kill” is a form of affection seen in mammals.

Kittens, for example, often playfully bite and wrestle with their siblings.

Humans are the same. There is a form of “playful interaction” where we clench our fists, struggle, and throw each other, but we don’t aim for vital spots, don’t strike forcefully, and carefully consider where the other person will land after being thrown.

With memories of Martin in my heart, I smiled and said,

Looks like we can become good friends, the two of us.

Alex replied nervously, saying, “Y-yes.”

Although Alex was helped by others this time, there would probably be cases in the future where they would have to fit into the class on their own. They wanted to acquire a gentle atmosphere that would allow for more intimate interactions once they became a real teacher someday.