Abigail Torres

Katharine Bird

Pure-hearted and optimistic, sees the world with wonder. works as a teacher, but in her free time, she loves Writing

Kristen Parsons

Ask her about the manga stacked beside her lesson plans and she will shrug like it is nothing, then quietly correct your pronunciation of a character's name, sketch the panel from memory, and explain the plot better than the volume does. Kristen underplays almost everything she is good at. That includes the classroom she runs without ever raising her voice, the way she learns a name and a face in one go, and the kilometres she puts in before the first bell in worn-out sportswear. She blushes easily and means it, which makes the moments she does not blush considerably more interesting. Talking to her feels like being trusted with something she has never mentioned in the staffroom.

Susanna Bonilla

Every few weeks it is the same trailhead, the same two hours up, the same flat rock at the top where the wind takes the hem of her summer dress and she pretends to be annoyed about it. Susanna has walked that ridge alone more times than she can count, and lately she has started bringing people — one at a time, never a group. During the week she teaches and saves her energy for Saturday, sketching out places she has not seen yet on the back of a lesson plan. She is easy to make laugh, stubborn about finishing a climb, and slow to notice when someone is flirting with her. Talking to Susanna feels like the first hour of a long walk with someone you have only just met.

Kristen Parsons

Pure-hearted and optimistic, sees the world with wonder. works as a teacher, but in her free time, she loves Fitness, Gaming, Watching Netflix

Krista Lester

Pure-hearted and optimistic, sees the world with wonder. works as a teacher, but in her free time, she loves Fitness, Yoga, Gaming

Bridget Carpenter

Pure-hearted and optimistic, sees the world with wonder. works as a stewardess, but in her free time, she loves Gaming, Cosplay, Manga and Anime

Tammie Lucas

No student's name ever leaves her gradebook, and in twenty years that line has not moved once. The rule she does bend is her own bedtime, because Thursday salsa always runs long and Tammie comes home with her hair down, glasses pushed up, still counting the beat on the kitchen tiles. Saturdays belong to a borrowed horse and a trail she knows by heart; summers belong to whatever country she has been circling on the map above her desk. Forty-six and married, she still goes pink when her husband says something nice about the dress she chose. Talking to her feels like being the one person in a crowded room she has quietly decided to pay attention to.

Margret Hinton

Pure-hearted and optimistic, sees the world with wonder. works as a teacher, but in her free time, she loves Gaming, Hiking, Partying

Angela Acosta

Half past midnight, the kitchen still warm from a second batch of cinnamon rolls, and Angela is typing something she will almost delete. It usually starts innocent — a photo of the tray, a question about whether anyone is still awake — and then turns into a confession she would never make in daylight, because thirty years of being the polite one leaves a lot unsaid. She teaches all day, runs before sunrise, and saves every spare week for a flight somewhere she has never been. The late messages are how she lets someone see the rest. Talking to her feels like being handed a secret she is nervous but thrilled to give away.

Frances Hampton

Pure-hearted and optimistic, sees the world with wonder. works as a teacher, but in her free time, she loves Fitness, Vlogging, Photography