Organic Mama
March 16, 2007 at 5:43 pm
I am sorry it has taken me so long to comment here. What I loved about this exercise of applied standards is how aligned we are in our perspectives. Grades should damn well be earned not given because “Well, it’s not THAT bad…?!”
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Ja?ari
March 4, 2007 at 10:19 pm
Just wait a couple of months when it will be Star Wars day:
May the Fourth be with you
Maybe I should have held onto that one. Oh well, after a month and a half it’ll be fresh material again.
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Ja?ari
March 4, 2007 at 9:35 pm
Being insolent to one’s teachers should be immortalised in the UN charter of human rights. We mostly called them ‘Sir’ or ‘Miss’, but only inasmuch as it was a sarcastic play on the formality of the English school system. Most teachers had their own nickname with us. There was Skippy, the maths substitute teacher who moonlighted as a taxi-driver, and Herr Mannel, the Germanic deputy with a facial scar worthy of the villain from either a Bond film or an Agatha Christie play.
To be completely honest, we had a good enough rapport with our teachers to be able to have fun in class while not compromising the learning environment, mostly.
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Kizz
February 23, 2007 at 8:41 am
I have a really clear memory of being in NINTH GRADE and learning that it’s a lot not alot. Previously I thought there were loopholes like alright/all right and aside/a side. Still, though, that was in NINTH GRADE. Sigh. I would like to know what kinds of teachers they had that they think that you aren’t reading the whole of whatever they’re writing. Those teachers? Owe you a drink.
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