He entered, and the women melted.

He entered, and the women melted. When our daughter Janicke was finishing middle school, the 11th 'D' class, in which she studied, was characterized by the highest degree of recklessness. The main feature of this class was that it was all-girl. Perhaps that is why the girls reached an extreme level of insolence, rudeness, and permissiveness. The class was divided into two factions that constantly fought with each other. Teachers were also affected in this confrontation, and even the principal couldn't calm the future graduates. All attempts by parents to reason with their children were met with indifference and youthful minimalism.

We monitored Janicke almost daily, trying to understand her and guide her onto the right path. Still, after the second quarter, she completely neglected her studies, spending long hours on her phone or disappearing in the yard with a group of teenagers. We had almost resigned ourselves to the fact that a higher education was out of reach for her, but one day, peeking into her room, I was pleasantly surprised – my daughter was sitting at her desk. And she was doing her homework in English. - Have you finally decided to study? - I'm trying to understand her mood. - Dad, what are you bothering me for? You can't understand: if I'm not studying, it's bad, if I am studying, it's also bad! Where's the logic? - She replied in a dissatisfied voice. I decided to leave her alone and immediately told my wife about the miracle I had seen in our daughter's room. My wife was also pleasantly surprised. Since then, Janicke started to undergo inexplicable metamorphoses - she began to focus on her studies, paying special attention to English, and her behavior in school improved to such an extent that we stopped finding angry notes from the homeroom teacher in the diary urging us to take measures to calm our little troublemaker. And judging by some remarks from our daughter, these notable changes were happening to all the girls in the 11th 'D' class, who suddenly developed a desire to study and behave well.

That's why we went to the next parents' meeting with undisguised interest. As it turned out, the other parents were concerned about the same thing. The question arose, and therefore everyone attended the meeting without exception. Once gathered in the auditorium, we waited for some time for the class teacher. Finally, Mary Bush appeared, and, smiling mysteriously, asked, "I guess everyone is curious why the girls suddenly started behaving themselves?" - we all nodded in agreement. - Well, then, I want to introduce you to the new English teacher, Richard Carpenter. At these words, a young man entered the classroom, athletic build, blue-eyed, light-haired, with a friendly smile. It occurred to me that this was a stereotypical image of an American. - Hello, - he said. - I’m the new English teacher; I lived in the United States for several years, so I'm fluent in the language, and he smiled again. Looking at him, the female part of the audience melted, and everyone suddenly understood why the girls' behavior had changed so drastically: they were captivated by his charm and attractiveness. After this meeting, our concern for our daughter's academic performance was replaced by worry over Janicke's interest in the teacher as a man.

But, after talking to her, my wife reassured me that our daughter "looks at life realistically" and is not building castles in the air about her relationship with him. Although in principle, she would like to meet an intelligent and charming man like Richard Carpenter in the future. A few years later, after finishing university, Janicke went to her school for a reunion. Later, she told us how the event went and shared some juicy details: – Can you imagine, our English teacher got married! And do you know to whom? To Diana, a walker from our class. My wife and I were stunned. – Richard Carpenter? How could that be? He's older than her! – Well, not by much. She fell in love with him back then, in the eleventh grade, at first sight. She pursued his attention for a long time, and here is the result. But for that, she had to enroll in a teacher training college, graduate from it, and get a job as an elementary school teacher, and also change her image and attitude towards life. From a "gray mouse," she transformed into an interesting girl with life plans, into...That was when he paid attention to her. By the way, you probably wouldn't recognize her now. Janicke opened photos from the meeting on her phone and showed them to us. Of course, we remembered all of Janicke's classmates, including Diana Walker, but seeing her in the photo, we were surprised at how much she had changed in just a few years. Just like that, one teacher managed, to some extent, to change a whole class's attitude towards life, and for one student, her life itself. And they say we have bad teachers...