whatever you call it he’s going to talk to you in a hundred different languages, he’s going to connect with you, he’s going to fall in love with you
whatever you call it he’s going to talk to you in a hundred different languages, he’s going to connect with you, he’s going to fall in love with you
Back in my day, we brought home a report card every six to nine weeks. I remain unconvinced that more frequent reporting is actually more informative. More appealing to helicopter parents, certainly, but that’s not the same thing.
Back in my day I told my mom “hey I got this grade today” and she was like “oh cool, good job” and then we ate dinner.