And second grade…
And third grade…
And fourth grade…
Sometimes I wonder what the next 40 years would have been like if I’d gotten some help instead of just getting yelled at for being lazy.
And second grade…
And third grade…
And fourth grade…
Sometimes I wonder what the next 40 years would have been like if I’d gotten some help instead of just getting yelled at for being lazy.
“Rats is chugging along in second when he should be cruising in fifth”. I’ve had countless reports like that but that one stuck with me, probably for being so much more creative than the others.
I think it was the year following that report that they stuck me on my own desk facing a corner so that “you won’t keep getting distracted by other students”. I guess that teacher just really liked euphemisms. At least I always had a set of stationary for myself lol.