Thinking of her friend Dinosaur and her sensei, Dojo the Mouse, she 
suddenly felt shame far deeper than anything Miss Stricken or her sniggering 
classmates could inflict. Miss Stricken was a stupid hag, and her classmates 
were snot-nosed clowns, but Dojo was her friend and her teacher, he had always 
respected her and given her his full attention, and he had carefully taught her 
the ways of humility and self-discipline. Now she had perverted his teachings 
by using her skill to take Miss Stricken's ruler. She could not have been more 
ashamed.