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An example of the relationship I have with my students: I got a haircut yesterday, and then walked into class today, not thinking much of it. However, one of my students immediately said, “Your hair is looking lovely today, Ms. Sandler.” I was so stunned and suspicious that I left the room to check my reflection in the bathroom, to be sure that my hair hadn’t turned purple or gotten seriously wind-blown on my way into class. I like my students, but I don’t really trust them. There was nothing wrong with my hair, but over the course of class, several other students mentioned it, including one guy who hung around after class to mumble, “I like your hair, Miss.” I’ve come to the conclusion that the little buggers actually meant it, but I can’t shake the feeling that they were mocking me behind my back.

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