"Don’t take a nude pic if you’re a famous woman and don’t want it leaked."
"Don’t wear a hoodie if you don’t want to be mistaken for a criminal and shot."
"Don’t get drunk at a party if you don’t want to be sexually assaulted."
"Don’t argue with a cop if you don’t want to get killed."
"Don’t walk home by yourself if you don’t want to get raped."
Victim blaming 101: Everyone should live in fear from ever doing anything.
I am out of grading shape
Have I showed you my project? I made towels to use instead of paper towels. They have 4 Velcro squares on the corners and all connect together into a roll. I found the project on Pinterest and modified it a bit. I have three rolls that it alternate between and there are 6 towels in a roll.
"I should say that civilizations begin with religion and stoicism: they end with scepticism and unbelief, and the undisciplined pursuit of individual pleasure. A civilization is born stoic and dies epicurean."
"We read books to find out who we are. What other people, real or imaginary, do and think and feel… is an essential guide to our understanding of what we ourselves are and may become."
"A good goal should scare you a little and excite you a lot."
So my kiddos are bringing to my attention the fact that I sing. A lot. Now, you first must know that I am not trained vocally or musically. The last choir I was in was during 6th grade and I’m not sure that I sang as much as I whispered and moved my mouth so the choir teacher wouldn’t bother me.
But I sing out directions, redirects to the class, and greetings. So much so that one of my students said: “You remind me of my elementary school music teacher. She was eccentric” then skipped away in her little sunflower sundress. Another said, after I had become exasperated at myself for accidentally singing yesterday “Ms. C, you’re doing it again!”
So I guess I sing. One of my favorite college professors sang a little tune to de-escalate a student. She also worked with the philosophy that you want kids to think you’re a lil crazy- so they never know what you might do next. If this isn’t a testament to how happy and relaxed I am this year, I don’t know what is.
Someone know has this as the actual title of their data wall in their classroom.
SEE THE THING IS, he said, BIG GIRLS LEAVE MORE SPACE FOR ME TO GRAB AHOLD OF
i’m not your handlebars
SEE THE THING IS, she said, BIG GIRLS ARE BETTER THAN SKINNY ONES BECAUSE MEN DON’T LIKE BONES
other girls are not graveyards
SEE THE THING IS
a baby girl isn’t beautiful because somebody is gonna hold her
i mean we all wanna be loved but i want her to
a baby girl isn’t beautiful because a man’s fingertips can dig
bruises into her hips, she’s beautiful because
she just is
in nature we don’t say a flower is beautiful
when somebody wants to pick it
in fact we say that nature’s beauty is at the height of purity
when it would destroy you to even touch it
SEE THE THING IS
i would rather be an ocean of danger and deep black and
thick mermaid thighs rather than
a body you want to cruise across
i would rather be the night sky and crush ribs with a suffocating sense that we are all small and purposeless
rather than a landscape of freckles someone happens to think
are akin to constellations
i would rather be storms and lightning and a bright sun rising, i
would rather make you quake in your boots than get your heart
i would rather be beautiful like a cold spring stream:
not beautiful because you said so
but beautiful because
i am me.
Having a full on middle school style melt down because this. Look. Empty. Where the frick are my DVDs???? I’m in distress. How am I supposed to pl*n tonight?!? Or ever?