From the horse's mouth

I'm sitting at my desk as we speak, listening to my coteacher speak to one of my students, let me set the scene: I called this boy to come to my office after class because he has been continually loud, messing around, just being out of control. Not too far off of an average 6th grader, but still difficult to deal with.

So, she gives this boy a firm talking to, turns to me and says, "Ms. K, don't you think this boy needs to go to the hospital? I think he has a disease! I'll get his mother's phone number.."

Oh my gosh, I am still trying to contain my laughter. WHAT?! Who says that to a child? "I think you have a mental disease". Good gracious, I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried.