Teaching her a lesson

my desk. Behind her, her peers looked up from their own freshly retu

ly. Not when this young woman already practically lived on an escalator. "Language

ulder. Naturally. Twice as uncomfortable for me with her big tits thrust out and unobstr

to the paper. "Wha

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ys I c

self. This had to be the fifth time in these past two interminable years during which I'd been stuck with her in

't. You can

my hand-written comment. "If you look here, I cited the URL for

top, the neckline of which trampled over the school's dress code the way her essay trampled the school's academic honesty po

attention to our quarrel. "Taylor, you lifted whole paragraphs from the site. If you'd taken a sentence o

like me so you're going out of your way to

to see if she'd get away with it or at least enjoying seeing her make an awkward scene for their teacher. The second, and thankfully the larger, who were talking to friends or on their p

fifty minutes long, and wasting five of them on Taylor's antics -- again -- always cut other things from the lesson. There was no sense to her outburst to begin with. Shehad cheated. She almost always cheated, at least on anything that took any time or

included big issues like the response to climate change, the drug war, or our Middle East policy, though some had gone deep with niche issues. Zhaniece had gone after student lunch debt here at our own school, and we were

steer her to authentic sources that weren't just whiny rants by parents who couldn't help their fourth-grader with math any more. After a well-written and sincere introductory paragraph following my guidance to outline the problem, the s

tion to press her attack. "Look, you guys. He does

be

mputer to the address on her paper, then turned my back from the wall and read from the site. Those paying attention to the charade

he were the aggrieved teacher and I the misbehaving pupil. One last chance to try to throw me off my game with her