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Originally Posted by tirsales
I once told a story about a teacher at my brothers school. Suddenly a fellow student asked me about the name of the teacher. I told him - suddenly realising HIS last name ...
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Heh ... I hear you. I've been on the other end of that. For some years I went to the school where my mother was a teacher. First off ... I never got away with anything. If I did something bad, my mother was there in a heartbeat to teach me a lesson in manners. And secondly, whenever some kid was pissed off at my mother, they tried to take it out on me. (Not on my sister, of course ... she was older and much (much) more popular than I.)
And, I've been there when someone was telling an old story about my mom. Luckily for me, they've all been good stories. (She was a really nice person and a good teacher.)