Okay, let me phrase it more simply...recess is the bit between classes that isn't lunch, right? Before lunch?
'Bring On The Night'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I hated dodgeball and kickball and red rover. I liked playing archeologist/dinosaurist in the dirt and mashing mulberries in dirt pits and making fake pies with mud crusts. And to twist things up, I pretty much bullied the only kid quieter than me into playing with me and totally following my rules. I apologized to Tiffany in high school when I realized what a meanie I was to her, and she totally didn't remember it. And she was a popular cheerleader by then, not in my circle of friends. We both started laughing hysterically.
Once you hit middle school, there's lunch and that's it, unless you have a free period.
Huh. I had break all the way through until I was 18. It was very civilised. Five classes in a row would have sucked.
Dinosaur comics addresses the game of Monopoly.
I think he's been reading boardgamegeek.
There's a Fine, Fine Line! (unless that one's just me.)
I think that's my favourite from the show. Probably the one that holds up best out of context.
When I was elementary aged I got in fights at recess. Well, ok, I orchestrated an elaborate system by which I got other kids in fights with each other. There was a lot of running involved. And shifting allegiances.
When I was a little older I wandered around at the playground boundaries composing little emo soliloquies about how no one understood my pain.
When I was elementary aged I got in fights at recess. Well, ok, I orchestrated an elaborate system by which I got other kids in fights with each other. There was a lot of running involved. And shifting allegiances.
So...you were like an evil CIA director?
I really really was. And like an evil CIA director, I never got busted, even though it was all incited by me and my nemesis. Only our underlings had to do time.
When I was elementary aged I got in fights at recess. Well, ok, I orchestrated an elaborate system by which I got other kids in fights with each other. There was a lot of running involved. And shifting allegiances.
A mini-Mark Burnett.
When I was in the fifth grade and stupid enough to wear a button-down shirt without checking the cafeteria menu that day I could end up in a hail of raisins and peanuts as boys tried to throw them down my shirt from every direction.
The aides told me to ignore it and, no, I could not go to the library.
I loved recess. In fact, I still do. But now all of my recesses are spent at the copy machine.
I read the Krakauer knockdown of Mortensen from an AP listserv (English teachers don't mess when it comes to authorial smackdowns).So interesting and meticulously researched. I think it was the $75,000 JK had donated that was the impetus.