Today, a student – who had been making whistling noises through his pencil cap, belching answers, and ignoring instructions he full well understood – reacted to my closing his workbook for him by calling me a bully. That’s all right; in my head, I called him something much worse. He may one day regret that he was born unable to read minds; there is incidental language to pick up from me that is a lot more interesting than “Close your book.”

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