Damn. My post about my student totally got ate. I am alive, and although sleepless and cranky, likely to be so tomorrow.
But I gotta type it again: my students in my last hour, given the order to use all of the vocab words from the last chapter in aa story-in-the-round came up with a paean to one of my more outspoken girl's crampy girly-bits. (Mixed gender effort, here)
What I remember best is "Her pituitary-driven quarrelling uterus exploded from the impetus of her muscadine-sized ovaries, which were the texture of eggshell pecans."
I am equal parts proud and horrified. I am obviously a Very Bad Role Model.
Good Lords, Erin.
Good thing you didn't put "man" or "root" on that list.
Uterus and ovaries were their own add-on's.
The list included: pituitary, exploded, impetus, muscadines, eggshell pecans.
V. was complaining about her "crampy uterus." One of my senior boys got up and drew a uterus (uterus, not hoo-ha; he's taking Anatomy) on the board, I redirected to the vocab exercise, and...well.
Understood David. and really, he does too.
and I made rules if he decides to go back .
But honestly, the new job has some major craziness.
But then again , I think the entire IT world needs to wake up and smell the coffee. Haveing an expert do their job , is worth dollars, and actual hours spent doing the job shouldn't matter.
P.S. I like your oh-so-clever students, Erin.
Eggshell pecans? What does that mean? And am I the only one reading it that's surprised they didn't go in, um, an alternate reproductive direction?
GO ME!
990/1400 words completed on my research paper and I haven't even BEGUN to answer the "core questions" or refer to my surveys from here and LJ! GO ME!
Haveing an expert do their job , is worth dollars
Much of corporate America seems to have decided they don't give a rat's ass, and they much prefer slaves. I believe this has only intensified over the last seven years, for reasons I leave to you to deduce.
Empress, I'm interested in the results of your survey. Are they available?
Eggshell pecans are pecans with thin shells.
And yo, yesterday, V was loudly talking about how gross boys with their sweaty balls are. She must'be said "sweaty balls" about 15 times that hour.
