“Oh, I mean it, and Baba Yaga can turn me into a runt of a bunny for all I care.”  Morozko grinned menacingly.  “That is right.  Elementary school, where you will be disciplined.  Dima has done a piss-poor job of it - you do not know your place, and all Baba Yaga does is teach you witchcraft.  That is useless in the modern world.  What about arithmetic, finance, or poetry?  I am sure those are things human girls your age are schooled at by now – they can help run inns on earth and pen songs to be sung round the hearth fire.  I do not think you contribute much...