Here’s the letter the teacher received the next day:*

Dear Mrs. Jackson,*

I wish to clarify that I am not now, nor have I ever been, an exotic dancer.

I work at Bunnings and I told my daughter how hectic it was last week after the floods hit. I told her we sold out every single shovel we had and then I found one more in stock and several people were fighting over who would get it. Her picture doesn’t show me dancing around a pole. It’s supposed to depict me selling the last shovel we had in the store. From now on I will remember to check her homework before she hands it in. *

Sincerely, Erica Cameron*

* For homework, a class in NSW were asked to draw their parents at work. This is Jessica’s drawing:*