My level of hard-ass-ed-ness and poor attitude got me fired from asking Vivian to do her homework pretty soon after the start of the new school year. Jo is my replacement. This is the note that Vivian handed Jo before marching off to her desk and slamming the door behind her.
For those without dyslexia, I will translate:
Evan on the other hand finally has real homework and doesn't need to fake it. And he relishes doing it joyously partly because he likes to but mostly because he gets to rub it in Vivian's face.
For those without dyslexia, I will translate:
"I was having a fine day when you had to just come in a say all that stuff about home work and now my whole day is ruined and it is all because of that"To Vivian's credit, this is a far better option that throwing her self down on the floor and crying. And she did get the homework done by herself.
Evan on the other hand finally has real homework and doesn't need to fake it. And he relishes doing it joyously partly because he likes to but mostly because he gets to rub it in Vivian's face.
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