What Would Ellen Ripley Do?

By far the worst prose I have ever graded-- One of my 11th grade students was supposed to write a myth. She writes of a British boy who meets a Cherokee boy in the woods, to whom she refers as "Indian." She further writes that the British boy gives the following salutation: "I am a human from Britain. I come in peace." Good lord. I can't live here, much less teach here, anymore.