Mor 8 Page #2

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Mr. Ombadin is over there

and he teaches history.

Over here's Srirach, he

teaches health education

and here's Ms. Mali,

who teaches Thai.

As for these two, they must

be Mr. Napol and Mr. Satawat,

who just returned from abroad.

Wow... living over there so long,

you must get used to freedom.

How cozy!

Being on time must not

be so important there...

It's OK, I understand!

Whoa...

this means you've done

your research on my school.

Mali!

Why are you just sitting there?

You're just going to let

our guests drink water?

Tea, coffee, tea, coffee. Get going!

Yes sir.

That's OK, Ms. Mali.

It's no problem. It's OK.

Mr. Luan, it seems you

are closer to the coffee

and it looks like you must be

incredibly good at making coffee.

Gaysorn, she likes

drinking coffee, right?

Right. Umm...

I like it sweet,

Mr. Luan.

Oh, no problem. Sweet.

As for me,

please don't use cream.

I don't like it sweet.

It's too rich.

One's sweet, the other's bitter.

Ooh!

Look at them... are

they people or statues?

It's very good, Mr. Luan.

Just call me Luan. It's nothing.

It was my pleasure.

Let's just be ourselves.

Ms. Gaysorn, if you

need anything, just ask.

We'll be just like friends.

If there's anything I

can do for you, I will.

Thank you very much, sir, but

there's nothing in particular,

as Ms. Sompat and

I have come here

to mold the children and teach them.

We hope that we can all work

together to succeed in this effort.

Most importantly, we're here

to help the co-ed project achieve

the goals set by the ministry.

Hey, hey, I can see

them. I can see them.

What now?

Check out that enormous zit!

Oh ho...

That thing is huge!

Ick! This one has loads of eye gunk...

Eww... gross!

Thank you very much Mr. Luan.

That's alright.

I suppose you'd like to get some rest.

I think that

we should show you to your dorm.

Noi... Yes?

Show the girls around the campus,

then take them to their dormitory.

Sir.

Please...

This way.

Ms. Gaysorn?

Yes?

Be careful you might...

This way, please.

This is an old institution.

It's over 51 years old.

Our school is composed mostly

of aristocratic children.

Children of high status, royalty.

Therefore, everyone

acts and speaks properly.

This is what I focus on most.

Hey, give me back my pencil! Bastard!

Why should I? You dumbass!

Needle dick... Get up!

Oh, I see... Now you

want to fight, huh?

Get up!

You're gonna get it, ass wipe!

Butt licker!

Oh! I'll get my gang

up here to kick your ass.

This time you're dead meat!

They're the exception, the

minority. Don't worry about it.

Come this way. Come on.

This way. Don't worry.

Everything is OK. Don't worry.

Manners...

Ms. Sompat, Ms. Gaysorn,

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