![]() 03/22/2019 at 12:27 • Filed to: None | ![]() | ![]() |
Also, Spring Fever has struck my 8th graders.
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ARE YOU THREATENING ME?
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Also, Spring Fever has s truck my 8th graders.
half of them are pregnant?
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I am the great cornholio!
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I’m determined if I ever go to comic-con, I am going dressed as cornholio and I am just going to bother people all day
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As long as they stay out of the camper.
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I’m guessing o nly half of them c an get pregnant lol
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What about the tool shed?
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Are you threatening me?
I’m really not looking forward to my last two classes of the day. Those are my 8th grade classes. The last one is particularly difficult to manage on a normal day.
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Certainly not.
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That is not funny.
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That reference is lost on me.
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My entire day is manageable. It all comes down to three or four boys who are obdurate, flaming hemorrhoidal
pains in the ass, all day long, in every class. I don’t even mess with them any more; I just have them escorted out. There are probably zero good men in these boys’ lives. The one needs eyeglasses and can’t see the board and has needed glasses all year and still has none. #parentingfail
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Beavis would go into Tom Anderson’s camper to whack off.
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And that turns out to be more information than I needed. But I did ask...
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That last class has two boys like that. One of them has been fine this week. I wrote up the other one six times in 25 minutes before I had him escorted out.
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I’ve got these three Special Ed girls who find disrupting my classroom amusing. One of them likes to wander up to my desk and start picking up my stuff and fiddling with it and she laughs at me when I get mad at her. Today was worse, because Friday and Spring and rain. 4 minutes 28 seconds to go...
![]() 03/24/2019 at 14:33 |
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I was making a reference to somewhat archaic notion of “springtime amorousness.” if there’s context here I’m not aware of that makes my previous comment in poor taste, then I apologize.
![]() 03/24/2019 at 16:10 |
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No worries.
There’s a quote that’s attributed to Göthe:
The way you see people is the way you treat them and the way you treat them is what they become. ~ Johann Wolfgang von Göthe
I don’t want anything I think or say about the kids to somehow leak into my feelings about them or for them. When other teachers say things like, “They’ll probably wind up in prison,” or “pregnant,” or “dead,” or whatever, thinking that way doesn’t do anything to keep them from going those ways. I think Göthe, if he really did say that, really nails it and it’s a way that I live my life as an educator.