The elderly woman in the red velvet hijab was furious as she stormed into the classroom. Her teacher, a young and attractive Muslim woman, tried to calm her down but to no avail. The grandmother sat down at her desk and began grading

The elderly woman in the red velvet hijab was furious as she stormed into the classroom. Her teacher, a young and attractive Muslim woman, tried to calm her down but to no avail. The grandmother was furious that her granddaughter had been given a low grade on her math test. She demanded that the school do something about it immediately. The teacher assured her that they would take care of it and left the room to make some calls. Meanwhile, the grandmother sat down at her desk and began grading papers with a heavy heart. She couldn't believe how unfair it all was - why did they have to give such poor grades just because of one lousy picture? As she worked, she could feel herself getting more and more angry until finally, she slammed her fist down on the desk in frustration. "I can't take this anymore!" she shouted out loud, causing everyone in the room to jump in surprise. "I'm going to go speak with my granddaughter right now!" With that said, she marched out of the classroom and made her way towards her granddaughter's school where she knew exactly where to find her daughter-in-law's classroom...