Time to leave the farm

Salut mes amis,

On this week's agenda, we're going to filling you in on the bs we've endured throughout this year. School is difficult for everyone, but you know what makes it even harder? BAD TEACHERS.

Have you ever had a teacher that literally CANNOT teach? 

At the beginning of this year, our class was full of life. Our teacher was lovely and ensured every student was engaged and eager to learn the difficult subject we had enrolled in. However, EVERYTHING CHANGED when this polite teacher was forced to leave us and move countries! What were we to do but sit back and wait for our lives to fall apart.

Term two came, and we waited patiently for our new teacher to arrive. And there she was, strolling towards the door. Moo Moo. 

We tried to embrace this change, but nothing could prepare us for the hell to come.

Lesson after lesson our sacred knowledge declined. This subject that we had been struggling to grasp for FIVE years (and that we were finally beginning to understand) left us dead in a ditch. WHICH MOO MOO DUG FOR US. After 46 lessons, we can proudly say she has de-taught us our abilities and now we're more screwed than we've ever been, but now after the conclusion of torture we will never have to see her again. YAY!

Time to go back to the farm Moo Moo, you were no help. 

PS. She KISSED me on the cheek! GROSS.

Bisous Bisous

Reebs et Hols