I just remembered that when I was in 3rd grade our teacher read us Little Red Riding Hood and then gave us a writing project where we were supposed to tell her how we would’ve killed the wolf instead of chopping him up, I think I said something about feeding him poison ivy because I’d read that it was toxic to eat? And then the next morning after everybody had handed their papers in and she’d graded them she spent the rest of the day looking at us like we were little devils

Like??? YOU ASKED US LADY