Part 1: English Class – A frustrated teacher deals with a rowdy class. – Alright, class! Listen up! Because of last week’s “events”, we are going to try this again. Everyone, get out your pencils. And no throwing them this time! Jane, put that cell phone away! I will not hesitate to take it! Shawn, stop trying to light Cindy’s hair on fire! There is barely any left from last time! Jason! Don’t you dare throw that chair out the window! Jaaasssooon… Jason! *Jason throws the chair out of the window.* Ugh! You guys are worse today than yesterday, and now I have to replace that window! I am calling the principal! *I pick up the phone and dial Mr. Sanchez’s number.* Hello, Mr. Sanchez? *Yes, ma’am?* We need you in the fifth-grade classroom. *So sorry to tell you, ma’am, but I’m busy in the kindergarten classroom.* What do you mean you are busy? *I think that what these littles did is worse than whatever you’re dealing with.* There’s no way those kindergartners are worse than these kids. *Well, they had a little trick up their sleeves. Mrs. Smith ended up stuck…* Oh… *…onto her chair.* Oh… *Yeah.* They did that? *Yeah, we got her free, but she’s had enough littles for one day.* Oh, well, I hope Mrs. Smith recovers. Those kindergartners should be ashamed for doing that to her. *I agree.* Well, stay safe, and I hope the pencil wound in your arm heals. *Have a better evening than you have a day.* *I hang up* Okay, class, new test! We are going to see how good you are at finding a new teacher because I quit! I am going to be a janitor! I’d rather clean up other people’s messes than teach you! Adios!

Part 2: French Class – Marina is taking a French class this year. There’s only one problem: she doesn’t know any French. – Okay, I’ve received my schedule for this year! Let’s see my class periods: English, Biology, Art, Coding. Outlook is good, so far! Math, P.E., and…French?! Okay, Marina…stay calm. It’s just different from last year. You can do this. You’ll get through somehow. You know a bit of French, right? Let’s try it, now that you’ve officially been selected. Umm… *I exhale* Bonjour? Ack! That was not good. I’m going to fail. I’m absolutely going to flunk French class! I’m picturing the whole scenario right now. I’m taking the final exam, assuming I even make it to that point. I’m on the brink of passing, but then I miss that one little question. Bam! Failed! I’m going to die of embarrassment, and everyone will laugh. On my epitaph? “Marina died of shame!” *I sigh* Maybe things will be great. I know Spanish. That’s a bit like French, right? And a bit of Italian. They’re all in the same language group, the Latin languages. Maybe I won’t be so terrible at French after all. It’ll be a great year. Maybe, just maybe…wait, what am I thinking!? It’s FRENCH!