From grade school through law school, there were teachers I wanted to do bad things to. Slap them, trip them down the stairs, maybe pay a mangkukulam to give them a bad rash or a month-long diarrhea… But… I never did them physical harm. Was I chicken compared to these nine-year-old kids who “brought a broken steak knife, handcuffs and electrical tape to school in a plot to injure their teacher”?






















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