tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post1801174227789237133..comments2023-10-15T05:01:43.528-07:00Comments on Bamboo Killers: Assorted thoughtsEmily Blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02163221455899041141noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-51301715069835382582007-11-03T08:33:00.000-07:002007-11-03T08:33:00.000-07:00Oh, Mrs. E., so politically incorrect. Now we alte...Oh, Mrs. E., so politically incorrect. Now we alternate between the "he/she", although I know some people who've completely gone over to the "she" side, I suppose to make up for all the times we used the "he" in the past.<BR/><BR/>I wish our language had a neuter.Emily Blakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02163221455899041141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-13753698616541681282007-11-03T06:59:00.000-07:002007-11-03T06:59:00.000-07:00I'm a boy, we're pretty freaking stupid, lazy, and...I'm a boy, we're pretty freaking stupid, lazy, and full of apathy at times. I recognize the symptoms.<BR/><BR/><I>But...</I><BR/><BR/>Because I'm from the old school, I continue to use what Mrs. Eckleberry taught us in grade school: English lacks a singular pronoun that signifies the non-specific "he or she," the tradition has been to use the masculine pronoun (but as a teacher you know that).<BR/><BR/>You assumed I was being gender specific and not generic, when in fact I was just applying what I learned from Mrs. E.Nonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00133567118844054620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-89509856009153203062007-11-03T03:52:00.000-07:002007-11-03T03:52:00.000-07:00Being a teacher requires having the patience of a ...Being a teacher requires having the patience of a saint. And the paycheck of an impoverished monk...<BR/><BR/>Bless you, my child... ;-)Donhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14205502093632888570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-83971841153050971492007-11-03T01:48:00.000-07:002007-11-03T01:48:00.000-07:00The kid genuinely wants to be in yearbook. It's th...The kid genuinely wants to be in yearbook. It's the only requirement to be in the class. And this is a perfectly sweet kid, just lacking in the skill set for this class.<BR/><BR/>Interesting that you assume it's a boy.Emily Blakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02163221455899041141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-5005883740681020412007-11-02T21:37:00.000-07:002007-11-02T21:37:00.000-07:00Maybe "dumb as a freaking tree stump" kid just isn...Maybe "dumb as a freaking tree stump" kid just isn't motivated or just fulfilling the basic requirements of the "what extracurricular activities did you do in HS" blank for the form on his college application or maybe the kid just doesn't care. High school apathy? Nah, that can't be right.<BR/><BR/>And, in the kid's yearbook, are you going to write under his picture, "Dumb as a Freaking Tree Stump?"<BR/><BR/>The kid might go on to be president. I mean, it did happen to George Bush, right?Nonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00133567118844054620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-16420997635318157572007-11-02T19:27:00.000-07:002007-11-02T19:27:00.000-07:00one of my favorite days here - showing the kids ho...one of my favorite days here - showing the kids how to cut metal with fire, there's just nothing like it.<BR/><BR/>and don't worry about the other, you'll clean it up in post.Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11980248848147600519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-50588034947780854242007-11-02T16:21:00.000-07:002007-11-02T16:21:00.000-07:00"We all went to McDonald's afterward where my 3 th..."We all went to McDonald's afterward where my 3 three hundred pound boys decided to ride down the slide and crawl through the tubes in the playpen. We scared away all the children."<BR/><BR/>If you don't write that into a script someday, I will.chrischttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04268327351415212731noreply@blogger.com