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Date: November 5th, 2011 7:23 PM Author: elite drab regret
The saga continues....
We were reading a story in class by a noted black writer. I was recapping the plot (which involves a misguided youth trying to steal a women's purse, and her subsequent smacking the shit out of, then feeding him) and I asked the students what the boy did wrong.
The response surprised me, though I have no idea how I'm surprised by anything anymore - given the high caliber of students I babysit. Needless to say I was expecting the rather simple and straight forward, "robbing the lady."
I received instead:
"Dem boy shoulda had a gun. You can't rob no one without gun." Another youngster said, "He should practiced more times robbing. He stupid if an old lady was able catches him." I reiterated my point and added that if you rob people, you eventually got caught and go to jail.
I then told the class not to rob people. They said, "Why not?" I responded, "Would you like someone to steal from you?" I took the student's soda. I asked if he saw my point. He said, "What the fuck are we talking about? Why you take my soda. I thought we were talking about a story."
We keep reading the story. I ask students to make an inference why he was stealing. One said, "maybe he need to eat". I said, good. I then asked, if that would be justified. Students had varying answers, mostly varying from "Yes, in this case, to it's always OK to steal if you want something."
We continue. It turns out the boy stole because he wanted to buy nice clothes. I ask the students if this was a need or a want. One student says, "A need." I ask if anyone disagrees. "Another student says. You right, you need shoes." I ask if you need expensive shoes like Air Jordans.
Another student says under her breath, "Mister be frontin and trying to act cool talking about jordans and shit, is teaching us stupid nothing bullshit."
Another student calls out, "Mister, this story a long time ago, why we reading this shit, it's old news?"
The student who raised his had continues, "If you need shoes anyway, you as well steal good ones."
A chorus of "Yeah, you right." Follows.
*FACEPALM.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19306410) |
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Date: November 5th, 2011 7:39 PM Author: elite drab regret
read condom confiscation below. Moar fun.
Honestly, seeing these kids everyday brings my faith in humanity to new lows. Their complete lack of any sense of morals or basic living skills, grammar and spelling is depressing. They don't do anything, they try to steal from you. If I wasn't bigger than them they'd probably try to hit me.
I do my job as best I can, but everyday I wonder - Why help the barbarians who will eventually sack Rome?
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19306502) |
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Date: November 5th, 2011 7:28 PM Author: elite drab regret
He's actually pretty funny and I think he was half kidding. The rest were 100% serious.
About half the class actively steals things. I won't give a kid a pen anymore without collateral.
I also have to lock everything up - my whiteboard markers, me red pens, everything. They steal shit constantly. I brought in an EXTRA LOCK to deal with child theft.
I wanted to put up a camera, but you need to get the parents' permission
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19306439) |
Date: November 5th, 2011 7:33 PM Author: elite drab regret Subject: Condom Confiscation
Another gem:
One of the kids (7th graders) drops his wallet. A glow in the dark condom comes out. Unashamed, he begins making openly sexual comments to the girls in the class like, "Want me to use it," rather than hurriedly putting it away like one would've done when I years older, in high school.
I tell him - "Put that away now and quit the comments before I get you suspended for sexual harrassment." Then I say, "You're in 7th grade, why do you need condoms?"
Then 6-7 other students take out there's and start saying - "I got mine too." Some tried to start trading them like we used to trade baseball cards at that age. I told them to put them away or I'd confiscate them. I did. CONFISCATING CONDOMS. In 7th grade.
America's future. Thanks libs.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19306466) |
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Date: November 5th, 2011 8:29 PM Author: elite drab regret
LOL, I call houses, I discipline them, I try to teach them. I scream and yell and piss and moan because I care. I stay after school, I come early. I get rewarded with rudeness, with racism, with ignorance.
The other teachers hand them crayons and say, "Good luck," as they pass them through the system and they're increasingly illiterate.
Also, go fuck yourself. What have you done lately for these kids? Your attitude is the most profound kind of racism, and it infects certain liberals to an extraordinary degree. I hold these kids to the same standards I'd hold my own kids. They fucking fail miserably. You hold poor black kids to a standard that is unimaginably low and penalize people when they admit a problem is there. Saying you can barely add by thetime you hit HS is OK is as racist than yelling "Nigger!" at every child. It's the soft racism of lowered expectations.
The inevitable class valedictorian writes in Ebonics. She'll pass the state exam (which is all our libpedo admins care about), but she'll probably never graduate community college without help. I work with her. On my lunch. They don't pay me extra for that you fucking faggot. I throw the ball around with the boys when someone they know dies. I brought in a bicycle pump last week because their ball had no air. It's not like on TV, there's no thanks. No gratitute except from maybe 1 or 2.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19306984) |
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Date: November 5th, 2011 9:03 PM Author: elite drab regret
Not my school, but an example what would happen if someone like her stepped into my room for 5 minutes:
http://www.silive.com/news/index.ssf/2007/10/bizarre_school_game_leads_to_s_1.html
Bear in mind this is an 'A' school. I teach in an 'F' school, which is much worse.
Things like this wouldn't make the papers, the kid gets suspended and you'd get suspended pending investigation, then fired, or reassigned.
Some people (mostly out of touch types) really do not get what this is. I'm not teaching head of the class or and angry that "those darned kids are on my lawn" guy. It's a tough age and these are really tough kids who come from a deficient sociocultural environment.
I've physically pulled kids apart on several occasions. I'm a big guy, so it's no big deal. If you're some 5'6" asian lady, you can't do this job.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19307432) |
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Date: November 6th, 2011 9:57 PM Author: Frum talking mental disorder
lol this is so sad.
1)this wasn't me. i don't post on saturday nights, boo.
2)smh @ you spending your saturday night posting about me.
3)everything you posted about me is wrong. slutty? lol even jwu agreed i'm not a slut. bitch please.
i feel bad for you, truly.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19314189) |
Date: November 5th, 2011 9:06 PM Author: elite drab regret
You forgot to Spam auto-reply Sewerskunk?
Are we enemy?
Reply once, don't spam the fucking thread.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19307451) |
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Date: November 5th, 2011 9:50 PM Author: elite drab regret Subject: LOL, I just try brother.
Once upon a time, there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work.
One day, as he was walking along the shore, he looked down the beach and saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself at the thought of someone who would dance to the day, and so, he walked faster to catch up.
As he got closer, he noticed that the figure was that of a young man, and that what he was doing was not dancing at all. The young man was reaching down to the shore, picking up small objects, and throwing them into the ocean.
He came closer still and called out "Good morning! May I ask what it is that you are doing?"
The young man paused, looked up, and replied "Throwing starfish into the ocean."
"I must ask, then, why are you throwing starfish into the ocean?" asked the somewhat startled wise man.
To this, the young man replied, "The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don't throw them in, they'll die."
Upon hearing this, the wise man commented, "But, young man, do you not realize that there are miles and miles of beach and there are starfish all along every mile? You can't possibly make a difference!"
At this, the young man bent down, picked up yet another starfish, and threw it into the ocean. As it met the water, he said, "It made a difference for that one.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19307731)
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Date: November 5th, 2011 9:53 PM Author: red milk affirmative action
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end.
They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods when his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all this exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene. One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band, he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Then, unexpectedly, a sinister thought entered his mind. Why should the other man alone experience all the pleasures of seeing everything while he himself never got to see anything?
It didn't seem fair.
At first thought the man felt ashamed. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He began to brood and he found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window--that thought, and only that thought, now controlled his life.
Late one night as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough.
He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running in.
In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, and along with that, the sound of breathing. Now there was only silence--deathly silence.
The following morning the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths.
When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take it away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window.
The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.
The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19307761) |
Date: November 5th, 2011 10:54 PM Author: Buff glittery indian lodge
Food for thought: you're a shitty teacher who doesn't know how to approach a literary text, period, let alone a classroom. As in your lesson plan is terrible regardless of whether you're in a shithole school in Compton or some white suburban school or a tony private school. And as in your approach to the teacher-student relationship is stupid.
Yes, you have an incredibly difficult student population. And, yes, you have daily non-teaching-related struggles that are incredibly stressful, etc. etc. But you should know that at core you're a really crappy teacher. If you were a really crappy teacher at some suburban school, it wouldn't really matter, because your students wouldn't be fucked from birth and there'd probably be other good teachers to pick up the slack. But the kids you're teaching can't deal with a crappy teacher like you. You're actively hurting their education. Not that most of them would have much of a chance anyway, but you're sure not helping.
You're not throwing any starfish back into the sea. You're walking down the beach, shaking your head at the number of fucked-up starfish lying around, half-heartedly kicking sand at some of them, collecting a small paycheck for doing so, and going home feeling exhausted and trying to tell yourself you did good, when you know that you didn't.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19308062) |
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Date: November 5th, 2011 10:56 PM Author: elite drab regret
Food for thought, you're a douchebag who doesn't understand public education.
Sure, there'd be different problems at a prep school. At a good school, you have helicopter parents, who are a pain. Middle school is a difficult age regardless of whre you are.
We all need work, I'm not perfect. Still, kind of hard to pick something to teach while kids are assaulting each other, the well-behaved students have a 3rd grade reading level and half the class can't speak English.
Btw, IRL, that's because most classes in urban public schools are basically what Special Ed classes were 10 years ago with twice as many students.
Additionally, I can only teach within a standards framework. I can't teach something wildly creative or interesting every day because I can't cover enough standards on the exam. Kids who fail the exam get left back. A huge portion of the exam is writing. I rarely teach literature.
I use powerpoint, blogs, write my own worksheets, PowerPoint and use other technology in the room, have used outside books, books in foreign languages and comics and graphic novels for low literacy readers. I paid out of pocket for many of the books and graphic novels because the school won't disburse funds for many of them.
But yeah, if you want to keep living in your fantasy world, I'm just fucking lazy. Blame the teachers, not the deficient family structure and entitlement culture at the root of all of this. Blame the teachers, not the fact I can't discipline children in any meaningful way. Blame the teachers, not the deficient and out-of-touch curriculum and the educrats who enforce it.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1800146&forum_id=2#19308073)
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