I know you are sane because you do not hold 32 twelve-year-olds hostages in a small room to teach them to read and write every weekday. I have a severe mental illness because I choose this as a profession and most days find it entertaining. Twelve-year-olds have the annoyingly, astounding, ability to forget everything every 24 hours. Their brains are akin to an etch a sketch with a sassy attitude. So why am I sure you are not mentally ill? Because you don’t teach children, 148 kids, the language they NATURALLY SPEAK but can’t pass a test on, and I call that sanity.