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Parent Teacher Conference

I had a parent-teacher conference with an upset parent about something I had said in class.  It is 3:30 and I am disheveled and exhausted from forcing 150 seventh graders to learn English, the damn language they speak. 

After some niceties, she informed me that I said in class that I thought “children tasted delicious.”  I retorted that she should not be concerned because her child did not look particularly scrumptious but if my feelings changed I would let her know IMMEDIATELY.  She indignantly said her child was in fact yummy.  We both burst into laughter and laughed and laughed about murdering children and cannibalism for suppers.  She never called for a conference again, but I like to think she “got me” rather than being terrified of the deranged teacher her child was legally forced to spend an hour a day with at school.