I want pancakes.
This has been a good day - my unsatiated pancake craving notwithstanding. Being a teacher gives me the inside scoop on why the phrase "Kids do and say the darndest things" is taken as a truism. Case in point: A student of mine took an "unknown quantity of an unknown drug" that would, he was told, address his ADHD tendencies. Obviously, I learned of this after the fact, so I couldn't really do anything about it other than take him aside at the end of the day and ask him, "So, what have we learned today?"
I knew something was up, however, during class. I was wondering why this student was so attentive - adamantly attentive - when normally he tunes-out the second I start with the requisite greeting of, "Hello, everyone". In fact, he was almost PUSHING me to teach him more. It was sort of like the classroom-lecture equivalent of the why the wide-mouth bottle was invented; he wanted MORE KNOWLDEGE crammed down his gullet FASTER, GOD-DAMMIT! He's okay, though a little embarrassed. The kids were all freaked out by his prescription drug-addled personality. It probably was just Adoral or Ridalin that he took....shit, it could've been ersatz truckstop speed for all I know. But the bug-eyed freak WAS a good student today. Maybe there is something to this whole "medicating kids" thing.
What precious little scamps they are....*sigh*
Yet it's nice to see that as we age, adults are not necessarily exempt from the ludicrously silly behavior of youth, too. Today, the German teacher and I got into a GREAT conversation about "The Wall". Yeah, Pink Floyd's "The Wall". Seriously. At LUNCH - in the school cafeteria no less. It's probably been about 5-7 years since I've listend to it of my own free will. It was around that time that I decided The Wall was nothing more than a solipsistic, mysoginistic, self-loathing screed masquerading as "therapy".
Yet time does funny things. Not only does it un-fog all glasses when you walk into a warm room after coming out of the cold, it also allows for a certain *ahem* acknowledgemnt that, perhaps, we've come to hasty pronouncements about the pretentiousness of "art". I think I will listen to the wall tonight and think about the conversation I had earlier today.
Maybe I'll even pull out my lava lamp and black-light.
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Favorite overheard line spoken by a student, today:
I CAN'T be grounded this weekend! I have parties to go to! I'M POPULAR!
This has been a good day - my unsatiated pancake craving notwithstanding. Being a teacher gives me the inside scoop on why the phrase "Kids do and say the darndest things" is taken as a truism. Case in point: A student of mine took an "unknown quantity of an unknown drug" that would, he was told, address his ADHD tendencies. Obviously, I learned of this after the fact, so I couldn't really do anything about it other than take him aside at the end of the day and ask him, "So, what have we learned today?"
I knew something was up, however, during class. I was wondering why this student was so attentive - adamantly attentive - when normally he tunes-out the second I start with the requisite greeting of, "Hello, everyone". In fact, he was almost PUSHING me to teach him more. It was sort of like the classroom-lecture equivalent of the why the wide-mouth bottle was invented; he wanted MORE KNOWLDEGE crammed down his gullet FASTER, GOD-DAMMIT! He's okay, though a little embarrassed. The kids were all freaked out by his prescription drug-addled personality. It probably was just Adoral or Ridalin that he took....shit, it could've been ersatz truckstop speed for all I know. But the bug-eyed freak WAS a good student today. Maybe there is something to this whole "medicating kids" thing.
What precious little scamps they are....*sigh*
Yet it's nice to see that as we age, adults are not necessarily exempt from the ludicrously silly behavior of youth, too. Today, the German teacher and I got into a GREAT conversation about "The Wall". Yeah, Pink Floyd's "The Wall". Seriously. At LUNCH - in the school cafeteria no less. It's probably been about 5-7 years since I've listend to it of my own free will. It was around that time that I decided The Wall was nothing more than a solipsistic, mysoginistic, self-loathing screed masquerading as "therapy".
Yet time does funny things. Not only does it un-fog all glasses when you walk into a warm room after coming out of the cold, it also allows for a certain *ahem* acknowledgemnt that, perhaps, we've come to hasty pronouncements about the pretentiousness of "art". I think I will listen to the wall tonight and think about the conversation I had earlier today.
Maybe I'll even pull out my lava lamp and black-light.
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Favorite overheard line spoken by a student, today:
I CAN'T be grounded this weekend! I have parties to go to! I'M POPULAR!
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You know the theatre here has TWO pink floyd tribute shows coming up. One is March 17th (but that's st pat's day) and the other is May 13th.
We had a great time hanging out with everyone and now I am off to look up Klaire!
I CAN'T be grounded this weekend! I have parties to go to! I'M POPULAR!
I can honestly say I never uttered such words when I was in school! Thats some funny shit.
[Edited on Feb 04, 2005 9:50AM]