Poor Teacher
"What were you thinking?" the principal roared. Stacy cringed. "I'm sorry sir. I just lost my head." "I'm very disappointed in you. Frankly I expected better." Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes as she wiped her nose. "I'm sorry sir." "Maybe you should consider another line of work. If you can't deal with one difficult student, that doesn't bode well for your career." Fear gripped Stacy. She had become a teacher after determining her intended career was beyond her...