The girl with the red pen. Remember the girl with the red pen in school? You traded your spelling paper with her. And she had a red pen. She bled all over your paper.
I hate that girl!
I hate that girl with the red pen. Everybody hates that girl. They don’t want to trade papers with her. They don’t want to sit by her at lunch. They don’t want to play with her at recess. They don’t want to invite her to their birthday parties.
Don’t be that girl.
Your VERY Best friend in the whole wide world
This is devastating!! I love my red pen as an English or math teacher loved helping us in the err of our learning! Maybe it’s that my bifocals aren’t so great and red reads better than black when I’m correcting. Love, Modine