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 My mother is a teacher at a elementary school and often has… difficulties with parents. With Day of the Dead approaching, she assigns her student a homework assignment where they write a poem in a paper skull book. 

Now when the kids turn in their poems the next day, one stood out. My mother recognized the poem instantly and realizes the student had ripped it off the internet. Naturally she confronts him on this.

Mom: This was taken off the internet. Why?

Student: Noooo. Not the internet.

Mom: No?

Student: No I got it from the phone.

Being a child, this was forgivable and my mother explains that just because he copied it from the phone and not a computer, it was still off the internet. And it was still plagiarism. Student complains and insists his mother said it was okay.

My mother proceeded to call the students mother over for a brief conference after school.

Mom: Your son said it was okay to take this off the internet?

Lady: Ugh, no. Not the internet, he got it off the phone.

Mom: …thats…still the internet. This is plagiarism. And I will not hang stolen work on my wall.

Lady: NO. It’s not the internet! He got it from GOOGLE not the internet! You have to take it!

Mom: *Desperately trying to contain herself* Google is part of the internet. The internet is very big. Your son stole this poem and now he has to write an original poem. 

Lady: WHY. 

Mom: Because plagiarism is a crime! You can’t just take someone elses work and call it yours!

Lady: BUT IT’S JUST GOOGLE. NOT THE INTERNET. And it was on the phone, god!

Mom: *Deep breath* Your son needs to do his own work in the future. He’s capable of it. Right now, he’s with another teacher working on a new poem about his dog Rico…

Lady: The dog isn’t called Rico why is he doing that.

Mom: The name of the dog doesn’t matter, if it helps him rhyme…

Lady: It’s just a dog! Dogs don’t need a name! 

The woman gets up and storms over to where her child is and demands to know why he called the dog Rico. The child bursts into tears apologizing.

Mom: *Interviewing* Ma’am! The name of the dog does. Not. Matter. Your son is doing nothing wrong and you’re completely missing the point!

Lady: UGH WHATEVER. *Storms off*