If you could walk past the teachers' lounge and listen in, what sorts of stories would you hear? An Iowa high school counselor gets a call from a parent protesting the C her child received on an assignment. 'The parent argued every point in the essay,' recalls the counselor, who soon realized why the mother was so upset about the grade. 'It became apparent that she'd written it.'
I hope that kid rags Mom forever about that.
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