Mrs. Jail

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You know I’ve been thinking really hard. Which if you knew me. You would know that’s not really a good thing for me to think that hard. All of these thoughts have been beating my brain. And they been centered on that girl named Stutter who I had in my class two years ago. She was a very good student. Stutter was amazingly gifted, she was very smart. She had smile that would stretch from ear to ear. I still remember how Stutter looked like.

She had light brown-reddish colored hair that flew down the right side of her face. She had these bright baby blue eyes. Sometimes if she was excited her eyes would turn bright green. And when she was angry her eyes would become a hazel color. Stutter had two dimples that were evenly placed on her face. When she would smile both of her dimples would light up like Christmas lights in the middle of winter. Her face was a roundish-oval type. She had two moles on her face but they weren’t noticeable. One was on her chin and the other one was on her cheek. She was about 5’4. She was a very beautiful looking human being. I mean if I had a son I would certainly love Stutter to have dated him. But you know I don’t have a son. She was ambidextrous. For you non educated people that means she can write with her right and left hand.  She was a very talented girl. Her ability to analyze text and gather detail was amazing. I knew that the first time I meet her that she was amazing. I knew that these types of students are highly rare. Stutter also had her weakness she was pretty shy. She wasn’t popular. She was a major loner. But other than being a loner she wasn’t very bright in the communication part. In other words she didn’t know how to talk. Now you’re thinking, um… isn’t she like in what 3rd grade? Yeah she’s in 3rd grade. But there’s something that she had that everybody else didn’t have. What was this problem that she had? It starts with an S. Stutter had a stuttering problem. She couldn’t speak a clear sentence without stuttering. It was a mission to hear her speak because she would try to say something and then she would stutter and then end up not saying it. She’s an amazing. But that stuttering problem is such a throw off.

Wait… I apologize for the opening paragraphs. I forget I was talking about Stutter. I forget she was one of the worst students I have ever had in my entire teaching career. By the way the person who wrote those wonderful words about Stutter. Most of been having fun the night before and forget to think straight because everything written in those first two sentences are so fake. Stutter is far from amazing. Actually in a matter affect I would go on a limb and tell you that Stutter Jones is a complete failure.

Poor stutter, she barely has a friend. I think her only friend name is Maddy or something like that. I don’t know honestly. I don’t really pay attention to Stutter that much. See Stutter suffers from this really rare disease it’s called LUDS. What LUDS stands for is Loner ugly dumb stupid. Stutter embodies those characteristics. She’s a loner because she has no friends and when she walks in to the class room it’s like everything in this world has failed. And then when it comes to the ugly part. OHMG! She is the ugliest looking human being ever. I mean my goodness her parents must have failed when they attempt to make Stutter. Jeez she looks like someone ran over her face many times with a big Ranger Rover Sport House car. And today when she walked into the classroom oh my goodness she was wearing the ugliest clothes I have ever seen. They were so ugly that if you were to hand them to a homeless person they would deny it in a flash. It’s so ugly that I can’t even describe it, because if I describe it you might puke your brains out. So to keep you intact I’m not going to describe this horrible looking outfit. But let’s just say who ever dressed her doesn’t know what they were doing. Another reason why she is ugly is because if you look at her face. It’s an oval shape. Her hair is light brownish red color. Her hair is frizzy and stringy. Her hair looks like she stuck her finger in an outlet and then after doing that she decided to tie her hair. She’s just a hideous looking individual. Every time I look at her. I feel disgusted. I feel like I’m getting dumber and I’m the teacher. And I have a PHD in education.

I’m still surprised that I allowed a failure in my classroom. The best day of my life was when Stutter left. I felt so happy. I felt like I went to go see Zayn and Harry styles from one direction. That’s how happy I was. Normally someone would feel bad or would be sad for quite a while because one of their students left. I felt no remorse for what I did to her. I mean if it was one of the other kids then I would feel really bad for doing that to her. But for Stutter heck no!

The day after Stutter left. I threw a huge party. I bought cheese pizza, I bought candy and I gave kid an “I hate Stutter Jones pin.” They were supposed to wear it around the school. The pin was a light green and had Stutter face on it. Obviously I asked for permission before I did this. And the parents said it was fine same as the principal so I was allowed to do it.  

Well I better go before I tell you the next thing I was going to do to stutter.  By the way my name is Chiya Jail. I was Stutters former teacher. Thank goodness I don’t have to deal with that failure.

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