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Sep. 16th, 2003 01:10 pmI'm am in a surprisingly good mood. Nothing makes me feel better than screwing with these kids' worldview. In their world, they can talk loudly in class, but only answer the teacher in a whisper. The teacher is cool with that, the students are cool with that. Then I came along. First I told them that I would mark them down for using the phrase, "I'm fine, thank you" instead of a more declarative phrase. Then I taught them how to say "WASSUUUUP". Then I showed how to really say it. Then I ask them try it out for themselves. Then I sat back and watched the horror dawn on all their faces as they realized that I was asking, nay, ordering them to shout in the classroom. And then I watched how they all began scrabbling their brains trying to figure out how they could get out of it, followed by a return to utter horror, when they realized they couldn't. Then when the bell rang a few minutes later, the looks of utter relief were like early Christmas gifts. I've never felt like a badass while teaching children before, and let me tell you, it's fucking sweet. :)