you just reminded me of this horrible thing that an art teacher did to me when i was maybe in like 3rd or 4th grade, back in the days when i had a permanent kool-aid mustache. i had drawn this really nice frog in marker or crayon or something. it was really happy, and sitting on a log in the middle of a lake or something. at the top of the page, right where it belonged, the sun was shining away over the whole scene. i had an immense satisfaction with the whole scene. and this horrible woman, this witch - and I don’t feel right about calling women “witches” usually, but she was - she says, “But this sun would burn this poor frog to a crisp.” And without asking me, she takes the drawing, goes over to the paper cutter, and chops the top like three inches off the paper, completely removing the sun. why? what would possess a grown woman to do this to a child’s drawing? i was absolutely in shock. i feel like it was one of the worst things anybody’s ever done to me.