It was one of those days when everyone needed me, when I had 26 kids in my room the second after 9th period ended, before anyone had a chance to leave. It was a day of rushed copies, tense moments, quick quizzes, disheartening meetings, sea monkey births, and See You Next Tuesday literary conversations(*) in the hallway.
Yup, mostly a good day.
(*) Sweet Nneka stopped me, all excited about having read the first Act of Death and the Maiden, and literally asked me, in front of God and everyone else in the hallways, "I know you said it was a really bad word, but I still don't understand. What exactly is a 'cunt'?" She'd never heard the word before, and it appears in the play - not in the literal sense but in the 'call-a-person-a-nasty-name sense.
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I love hearing about your teaching days - I'm teaching in Milwaukee after graduating from Mich State in 2001...but what i really want to see more of from your entries...
Tiger analysis! Are you as disheartened and nervous as I am after they barely managed to tie the Ranger Series and have the Sox coming up?
Cunt is such a great word.
Anon: I'm freaking out about the Tigers but trying not to. Today was so disheartening that our best starter couldn't get it done.
Scarlet: The play also includes the word twat. I had to send home an "adult language" note.
Well, don't hold us in suspense! What definition did you give her in front of God and everyone?
Just as amusing as a 1st grader asking my dad during Sunday School what a prostitute was. He told her that it was a woman who will only party with men if he pays her to, but as soon as he runs out of money she stops partying with him.
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