She is a stronger woman than I...

My mother is a teacher. She has been a teacher as long as I can remember, and I know she taught even before my older brother was born (which is, clearly, beyond my memory). She's made of tough stuff, that one.

As far as classes go, my mother has run the gamut (except for elementary school). She's taught middle school and high school, gifted kids and kids with learning disabilities - and everything in between. Teaching is truly her calling.

She teaches high schoolers now, mostly juniors and seniors who need help passing the state graduation exam (an exam that was recently improved to test on an eighth grade level...and yes, I said graduation exam). Today, she was introducing her practicum student to her students at large. The practicum student is from Yorkshire, England (do you see where this is going?), and one of the geniuses in my mother's class asked the lady, "Do you speak English?"

And...scene.