Second Language
There was a kid who spoke Spanish in my sister’s class. He spoke English as well but refused to do so with her. He was also disruptive, and all the other students would get all ruffled and excited by his outbursts.
Over a couple of months, it got so bad that she was having a hard time getting through a lesson without this kid acting like a fool. He was calling other kids names and doing it all in Spanish because he assumed he could get away with it. So my sister came up with a serious revenge plot.
She googled an inappropriate phrase full of profanity in Spanish. She called the kid’s home and in her sweetest voice, chatted her up with her normal teacher spiel. Then, she said the kid kept, “Shouting out this phrase in class and unfortunately, I don’t speak Spanish”.
She continued, “I’m worried he may be asking a question or trying to get help, and I’m not providing him with every tool he needs. I wrote it down from how it sounds. Sorry if I mispronounce this”.
Then, she read off the sentence, making sure to hesitate a bit like she was trying to get the pronunciation as correct as possible. The mom was silent. She then stuttered, “I cannot repeat that to you. Do not worry. I’ll take care of this. I am so very sorry. He speaks English and will no longer interrupt class”.
The kid came to school the next day, spoke nothing but perfect English, and never acted out in her class again. Story credit: Reddit / fatapolloissoxy