Thursday, October 2, 2008

Random Thought Thursday 10-2-08

It is not really considered polite, when your teacher chooses names for partners to work together, from neon-colored index cards upon which she has painstakingly block-printed each student, to, upon hearing your partner's name announced, shout, "I'm screwed!"

It is not considered very smart to leave a wadded-up worksheet, with your name still attached, under Mrs. Hillbilly Mom's computer table.

The Pony is in student heaven, what with his latest assignment of a project to build a Native American model village. He excitedly announced that he thinks he got his first choice of Nez Perce, since nobody else wanted them. Plus, the entire 5th grade is taking a field trip to Cahokia Mounds in a couple of weeks. The Pony lives for that stuff. He wants to be an archaeologist. He wanted that even before he saw an Indiana Jones movie.

Note To Selves: never ask the #1 son to bring you a Bufferin or a Pepsid, because the copious amounts of perspiration coating his palm will have the tablet half-digested before it gets to you.

I detest Club Day. Mabel, too. Not that I detest Mabel. Mabel also detests Club Day. There. I think I made myself clear.

A student announced that he is collecting aluminum can tabs. Not the cans. Just the tabs. Because they are worth more, he says. They are pure aluminum. He doesn't want the cans. I can't figure this part out. Wouldn't that give him even more money? Does he not want to deal with the cans? Go figure. He is saving to get his own apartment after he graduates. Can't fault him for saving. He is putting away $50 from each check. He is currently in 11th grade. I respect ambition. But I don't understand the tab reasoning.

I am drowning in the minutia of my everyday life.


Marshamarshamarsha said...

Pony sounds like he is just an awesome kid. Chief Joseph's "I will fight no more forever..." used to be one of my favorite things to torture students with(how do you like that preposition-ending sentence? so much for that English degree!).

Hillbilly Mom said...

Thanks OH SO MUCH for the compliment on My Little Pony. He marches to his own drummer.

Of course you know that I'm all about the preposition-ending sentences. It's a matter of personal style.

Funny that you should mention Chief Joseph. At a TRIVIA match, playing with my arch-nemesis on my team, her having been invited by another who did not bother to tell me, a question came up about Chief Joseph. I knew the answer was most definitely Chief Joseph. I had spent 5 years helping the At-Risk kids with their Social Studies homework. Chief Joseph and I went WAY back. I told them the answer was Chief Joseph. AND THEY RIDICULED ME! I thought the ArchNemesis was going to pee her pants laughing. Her husband just snorted and told the team to answer Geronimo.

She who laughs last, laughs best.

Marshamarshamarsha said...

Awesome, simply awesome. I will laugh with you. I love it when karma taps people on the shoulder.

Hillbilly Mom said...

I REALLY love it when karma bites people on the butt.