I have an insane Social Studies teacher.
Her name is Mrs. Fuchs. You pronounce the "h" like you would a "k."
She has a fondness of highlighters, which prompts her to force us to highlight around 9/10s of a page.
She has two daughters, of whom she is very proud, which made her, apparently, talk about them for the entire duration of an hour, on the first day. The next day, she talked about multi-tasking and its dangers. Then about the great danger of drinking soda pop.
It really was a week before we got to talk about actual Social Studies.
I'm gonna be dead. T___T