our French teacher

My brother and I had the same French teacher. The teacher gave an assignment, to draw the classroom and label all the objects in French.

Our French teacher happened to have a receding hairline. My brother drew a caricature of our teacher, with the classroom reflected in his forehead. He did label several things.

They had a parent-teacher conference to discuss respect, and my father assured our teacher that the boy would be disciplined. At the end of the conference, my father requested to have the drawing.

Dad left the school laughing. My brother was never punished. And that drawing ended up on the refrigerator.