Teachers...

          One of the stories I heard when I visited the fishing town was about a lady. Now this was no ordinary lady, the fishermen say she washed up on the shore just a few feet from the market. She was dressed funny and had never heard of the ship ‘Australia’. Nobody knows what happened to her other than the rumors that spacemen dragged her away during the night. “All that’s a bunch of bollocks, you better stop listening to fishermen they fill your head with bullshit that ain’t gonna help you one motherfucking bit.” Was my best friend’s reply when I told him the story. “Man fuck you! How do you know these things I hear aren’t gonna help, and stop smoking all weed man you know how much this shit costs? Even if you worked five days straight days you couldn’t afford a gram, broke ass niggah.” We both laughed when i finished talking, mostly because we where highly intoxicated, but also because my friend knew that whenever i was under the influence, I used words that would make a teachers skin crawl.

              " Teachers" where the people who maintained law and order, my father told me long ago they where known as 'Cops', 'policemen' or 'pigs',( I found the last one really amusing because it really made a lot of sense). " We enforce the law through teaching." was their motto. Being a teacher was a "career" that every parent would have wanted their kids to aspire to, but according to me, it was the worst kind of job anyone could ever have, mostly because you never got to do fun stuff, like
smoking, partaking of the many alcoholic beverages, even have sex or have any kind of stress relief. Statistically it was more likely for an adult male under the age of 30 to die of stress if he was a teacher, together with getting murdered, poisoned and generally hated by the public, teachers were generally loathed by the masses. "Being a teacher is the best way to serve you community. Also you get to tell people what they can and can't do" Guess they better ask the teacher who got shot full of .50 cal what he told whoever shot him they couldn't do...

            My folks sent me off to teacher training school for a week. I got so sick of the crap they were feeding me that i escaped. I'm now a 'fugitive' from " Teacher school" I ain't scared, they're a bunch of bitches anyway.
         
          Things were abit weird since we left the ship, I had never seen afew of the creatures we found on the mainland. Some of them just looked rediculous. When we lived on the "Australia" all my life I knew only two animals existed, well, other than us humans: fish and cats.