Sometimes we talk about things that others don't want to talk about... That person is left out.
"What could we talk about that wouldn't be good for K (who is a boy)?" says the speech teacher.
"Let's talk about pink," says S (who is a girl)
Not the best one... but it made me giggle.
I am listening to the speech class now... they are discussing idioms. I may need some oxygen from holding my breath to not guffaw at them.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
2.17.11
Today I have a rant of my own. There is always time for funny quotes but today I wanted to plug in some of my displeasure with my profession. I suppose there is always time for that too and a lot of people do it daily... luckily for you, this is my first written rant.
I am saddened by how we Americans think that our way is the best way no matter what. We are constantly pumping our imaginary fists into the air like so many Arsenio Halls. We find fault with the "thems" in our lives so much that we forget that we all came here from another place. Even our Native friends have been diluted by so much "other" blood that they would be unrecognizable to their forebears. As a teacher of kids from "other" cultures, I find that these babies take things very deeply when a person in authority tells them they are not up to snuff. These students come with history much more profound than our own and yet we want them to assimilate.
When I was a child, we talked of the Great Melting Pot of American society... David Dinkins had it much more accurate when he called it a Beautiful Mosaic. Are we forgetting to teach our teachers this in university? Are we so focused upon test scores and AYP that we forget to teach the teachers how to celebrate individuality and expression? What is the matter with us?
I am saddened by how we Americans think that our way is the best way no matter what. We are constantly pumping our imaginary fists into the air like so many Arsenio Halls. We find fault with the "thems" in our lives so much that we forget that we all came here from another place. Even our Native friends have been diluted by so much "other" blood that they would be unrecognizable to their forebears. As a teacher of kids from "other" cultures, I find that these babies take things very deeply when a person in authority tells them they are not up to snuff. These students come with history much more profound than our own and yet we want them to assimilate.
When I was a child, we talked of the Great Melting Pot of American society... David Dinkins had it much more accurate when he called it a Beautiful Mosaic. Are we forgetting to teach our teachers this in university? Are we so focused upon test scores and AYP that we forget to teach the teachers how to celebrate individuality and expression? What is the matter with us?
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
2.16
Quote from a fifth grader:
I can't do Greek and Latin today because all of the sudden the world has turned into 2D and that is strange.
And then:
I won't be able to go to music either because the teacher should be fired.
I can't do Greek and Latin today because all of the sudden the world has turned into 2D and that is strange.
And then:
I won't be able to go to music either because the teacher should be fired.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Brigitte's babies...
This is from our wonderful Brigitte... she works with some of the best children for good quotes... Lucky Brigitte...
Me to kid: Please stop playing guns.
Kid: But why?
Me: Because we dont play guns at school.
Kid: Is it because then people will think im a bounty hunter?
Me: yes, exactly.
Kid: yeah, we wouldnt want that!
Me to kid: Please stop playing guns.
Kid: But why?
Me: Because we dont play guns at school.
Kid: Is it because then people will think im a bounty hunter?
Me: yes, exactly.
Kid: yeah, we wouldnt want that!
Thursday, January 20, 2011
1.20.11
The next time I go to one of those (a baby's baptism) I will do a cannon ball into the baplemitizer (baptismal pool). -As stated by a fifth grader
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Honesty shows no bounds
Today one of our students came into the room and declared he had been misbehaving.
What did you do to misbehave?
I was disrespectful.
What did you do that was disrespectful?
I told my teacher that she's a fucking maniac and then I kicked her.
How do you think that made her feel?
I think she was pretty angry.
Yes, quite.
What did you do to misbehave?
I was disrespectful.
What did you do that was disrespectful?
I told my teacher that she's a fucking maniac and then I kicked her.
How do you think that made her feel?
I think she was pretty angry.
Yes, quite.
Monday, January 3, 2011
At breakfast
So, I have been off work for a while and have had no kid interaction... until Sunday morning for breakfast:
Child watching World's Strongest Man competition: Wow, Dad, that guy is stronger that YOU. You can't even pull a truck!
Child watching World's Strongest Man competition: Wow, Dad, that guy is stronger that YOU. You can't even pull a truck!
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