What's the best story you know about hitting your face?

When I was a child, my parents divorced and put me at my grandmother's house. Nobody cares about me. I skip class every day. One day, my mother came to school to find me on a whim, but she saw me skipping class with my schoolbag on my back at the door. She asked the class teacher, isn't the child's exam a problem? (She doesn't have a correct understanding of my academic performance at all.) The head teacher said contemptuously, there is no hope at all, and I guess I will go to jail in the future! Thanks to her good words, I worked as a prison guard for twenty years, and I was admitted with the first place at that time.