The teachers I feared, I also admired. I cared about their opinion.
Different from the teachers I hated or didn't respect. Those didn't rank fear, even when they tried to invoke it. And I had ones who tried the latter who I also admired (but did not fear- try to scare me back then apparently means I didn't) and to this day, Mr. Shock tells my mom he still mentions how I walked out of his class, not out of defiance, but because I didn't feel his inaugural class speech (which I'd heard before) didn't apply to me. (It didn't! He invited me to leave! I went!)
YAY msbelle! Congrats!
In other news, my students report they have a twitter hashtag for me. #FearGullo. I'm not sure I how I feel about this.
I think it's fantastic.
Went to a conservatory performance thing that included a dance piece inspired by interviews including my mom (who were projected on screens). The evening was wildly uneven and went too late, but overall good. I still wish we had left at intermission, though! Am old.
That's awesome, Kat! A hashtag of your very own!
I love #FearGullo! Closest I got was "Lady Ms. G" which I liked!
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going diaperless and using bowls strewn throughout the house. I did not finish the first paragraph without laughing.
ugh. That article. I backread some of the motherlode blog today. And there is nothing more precious or rarefied as parenting in NY as covered by the NYT.
Still, even the most ardent practitioners observe some limits. “I don’t think you can walk down Fifth Avenue and just let your baby poop on the sidewalk,” she said.
And that right there is the difference between the US and the diaperless societies they're venerating.
According to emergency.mit.edu, shots have been fired in a very prominant MIT building. Atlantic Wire reports that there's an officer down and the gun person is on the loose.
I'm done.
