Chastise her

Frowning you walk up to Aiko, pointing at the tablet she's holding. "What are you really doing during my lessons? Are you surfing on that thing?" You ask her. "I thought better of you Aiko. But your email clearly reveals how little you actually pay attention."

Aiko's face grows red, and her lips tremble as she looks up at you. "T-that's not true!" She says with a sob. "I'm doing my very best professor!"

Rolling your eyes you grab her by the shoulder, leading her over to the desk and make her sit down. You grab her cheeks with your hand, forcing her lips together as you turn her head to the sides and then up before letting go. You shake your head as you look down at her.

"And here I was, actually believing that you gooks actually swatted your children to make up for your natural habit of being lazy. But I guess I was wrong. You realize that by flunking my class which you've almost done you shame your entire family? What does it say about your mother and father that their daughter can't even pass fucking sociology?" You lecture her.

At this point Aiko is crying, and tears are tricking down her yellow cheeks. "Isn't there anything I can do to pass the class?" She asks, provoking you to slap her. Your palm connects with her cheek and leaves a big red imprint showing where you hit her. She gasps as you correct her.

"Is there anything I can do professor. If you can't even get my title right, then how are you going to pass my class? It seems it falls to me to correct the behavioral issues your parents should have ironed out."