In today's major WTF:
Kindergarten teacher lets class vote 5-year old out of class.
After each classmate was allowed to say what they didn't like about Barton's 5-year-old son, Alex, his Morningside Elementary teacher said they were going to take a vote, Barton said.
By a 14 to 2 margin, the class voted him out of the class. (...) Barton said her son is in the process of being diagnosed with Aspberger's.
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WHUT. Teacher was apparently reassigned after this, but still I'm kinda speechless. *Five*?! I mean, I'd think shitty to do to even adult people, but WTF five? And what's with the reality Survivor-esque voting? I don't think life has enough commercial breaks to be reality TV, quite frankly.
Meanwhile, I've had a whole workday of PatDocs and Patentstyret stuff. My head hurts. I swear, bureaucracy is at least half-made to drive us all to semi-understanding of insanity. I remember once at school, we got taught various political systems as you have two cows - capitalism was you have two cows, and trade it in a bull, socialism was you have two cows, your neighbours has none, the state takes one of yours and give it to your neighbour etc etc. Bureaucracy was you had two cows. Only thing missing from that is ... and now you have to do the paperwork.
Long day, ow, and I have no cow.
Didn't help I got up five times last night to scribble fanfic stuff down. Brain, could you think less of BSG fic at least when I have to get up before 7 the next day? I'd be much obliged.
What I write at two a.m:
Tomorrow in Australia
(Or Five Things Laura Did on Her Last Day, and One Thing She Did the Day After)
I
Today, the fleet gets good news, Laura Roslin writes a list, Bill Adama gets laid - and on Earth, it's already tomorrow in Australia.
I
"Once the FTL is repaired, we'll be ready for the last jump. To Earth."
"And when will the FTL be repaired?"
"Tomorrow."
I
"Item number five. Bill," he reads, and stops, lifting his head to look at her. "Item number five is just 'Bill'?"
"Yes," she says. "Item number five is Bill. But it's never been just."
I
The sensation of her nipples hardening against his palm, the slight sharpness of nails as he traces the underside of her breast, the warmth of his mouth against her flesh.
I
The Earth tilts, keeping the illusion that the sun moves and lets light chase dark and dark catch the light, day and night like serpents eating each other. It's always tomorrow somewhere on Earth. Today, that's Australia.
Hmm-hmm. I think there's a fic in there, yes.
Finally, a cat is formally appointed station master and helps save a Japanese railroad company. Just goes to show cats rule the world, Y/Y?
Kindergarten teacher lets class vote 5-year old out of class.
After each classmate was allowed to say what they didn't like about Barton's 5-year-old son, Alex, his Morningside Elementary teacher said they were going to take a vote, Barton said.
By a 14 to 2 margin, the class voted him out of the class. (...) Barton said her son is in the process of being diagnosed with Aspberger's.
...
WHUT. Teacher was apparently reassigned after this, but still I'm kinda speechless. *Five*?! I mean, I'd think shitty to do to even adult people, but WTF five? And what's with the reality Survivor-esque voting? I don't think life has enough commercial breaks to be reality TV, quite frankly.
Meanwhile, I've had a whole workday of PatDocs and Patentstyret stuff. My head hurts. I swear, bureaucracy is at least half-made to drive us all to semi-understanding of insanity. I remember once at school, we got taught various political systems as you have two cows - capitalism was you have two cows, and trade it in a bull, socialism was you have two cows, your neighbours has none, the state takes one of yours and give it to your neighbour etc etc. Bureaucracy was you had two cows. Only thing missing from that is ... and now you have to do the paperwork.
Long day, ow, and I have no cow.
Didn't help I got up five times last night to scribble fanfic stuff down. Brain, could you think less of BSG fic at least when I have to get up before 7 the next day? I'd be much obliged.
What I write at two a.m:
Tomorrow in Australia
(Or Five Things Laura Did on Her Last Day, and One Thing She Did the Day After)
I
Today, the fleet gets good news, Laura Roslin writes a list, Bill Adama gets laid - and on Earth, it's already tomorrow in Australia.
I
"Once the FTL is repaired, we'll be ready for the last jump. To Earth."
"And when will the FTL be repaired?"
"Tomorrow."
I
"Item number five. Bill," he reads, and stops, lifting his head to look at her. "Item number five is just 'Bill'?"
"Yes," she says. "Item number five is Bill. But it's never been just."
I
The sensation of her nipples hardening against his palm, the slight sharpness of nails as he traces the underside of her breast, the warmth of his mouth against her flesh.
I
The Earth tilts, keeping the illusion that the sun moves and lets light chase dark and dark catch the light, day and night like serpents eating each other. It's always tomorrow somewhere on Earth. Today, that's Australia.
Hmm-hmm. I think there's a fic in there, yes.
Finally, a cat is formally appointed station master and helps save a Japanese railroad company. Just goes to show cats rule the world, Y/Y?
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:31 pm (UTC)If you'll excuse me, I need to go pick up my jaw.
(Yes, cats do rule the world. My three would tell you that right away.)
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:36 pm (UTC)Also, that teacher should have been fired, not reassigned!
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:42 pm (UTC)My cat tells me on a daily basis, come to think of it.
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-27 05:45 pm (UTC)Yeah, doing that sort of thing does sound fairly inexcusable. WTF, truly. At what point did that ever seem like a good idea to the teacher?
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:46 pm (UTC)Exactly. Kindergarten and primary school is "survivor" on the playground enough as it is.
It just baffles the mind that she wasn't fired.
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-27 05:48 pm (UTC)I wasn't aware of that I had any cows to begin with, so I'm now two cows richer.
Cats are the rulers of this world, deities even. Humans merely delude themselves in thinking that they are the superior being in this match.
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:49 pm (UTC)Just have to deal with this week of deadlines at work. Bit hard to write Bill and Laura being awesome when you have search reports for all sorts of weird patents in your head. (Just today I had fishing nets. Hah.)
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:51 pm (UTC)And seriously, bullying and shit happens enough at that age if you aren't going to actually structure it for them, WTF.
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:51 pm (UTC)Eee, the cat is incredibly cute. And considering how few people have the ability to have a cat in Japan, I can definitely understand the draw to the station.
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:52 pm (UTC)Colds in summer are just the worst ever.
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:53 pm (UTC)Yes. Just like we all also delude ourselves thinking cats are our pets. They're just indulging us to get every whim catered to.
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:54 pm (UTC)Yeah. And it's raining here all of a sudden, despite having had a beautiful weekend...
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Date: 2008-05-27 05:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-27 05:57 pm (UTC)All your sun must have come to us and you got our rain. Hah!
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Date: 2008-05-27 06:05 pm (UTC)And WTF with the schoolteacher?! Since when was school a reality TV show. Fucking hell. I swear sometimes this world is SOO messed up.
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Date: 2008-05-27 06:20 pm (UTC)It does make you wonder if someone's watched Survivor a bit too much, yeah. One thing is if the kids did it - kids can be truly cruel, so I could see that happen - but WTF teacher?
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Date: 2008-05-27 06:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-27 06:24 pm (UTC)There is never, ever an excuse for publicly humiliating a child like that. I know several people who commented on the story elsewhere have said that the little boy should have just accepted it, and that we should not mollycoddle children who are "too old to be so upset".
During my first few days of high school, having been legally home educated for over six years, I felt confident enough to correct a teacher who claimed that home education was illegal. She immediately declared to the entire class that my parents should have been arrested and locked up, and that I should have been taught to keep my opinions to myself. I was eleven and completely unused to this sort of reaction. My mother immediately threatened the school with legal action when I informed her about it. The teacher was removed from the school, and a formal apology was made. Fair enough?
No. For a long time afterwards, I was afraid to take part in discussions or even say what I thought about something, for fear that I would be subjected to that humiliation again. I still feel mild panic when I speak up in a face-to-face discussion, although I am getting better at controlling it.
You are never too old to be humiliated.
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Date: 2008-05-27 06:24 pm (UTC)Oh, yeah, totally. Kids do things like that, just because, well, they're kids. But the thought of an adult, cleared to work with children, thought that was a good idea... Jesus. So worrying.
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Date: 2008-05-27 07:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-27 07:17 pm (UTC)Even if it had just been that, I'd still be seeing red. WTF. I'd be pissed off if I were the parent of another kid in that class, as well. I'd think kids would need to learn much more constructive ways of dealing with an unpopular classmate than that.
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Date: 2008-05-27 07:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-28 01:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-28 06:59 am (UTC)Of course cats rule the world. They get us to feed them, don't they?
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Date: 2008-05-28 08:37 am (UTC)Hey, I remember the two cows analogy from OFUM! Fic sounds interesting, and the cat story is adorable.
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Date: 2008-05-28 10:28 am (UTC)Those criteria need to be revised. I understand what might have driven her to it, all teachers have had that one kid that they just couldn't deal with... but tough shit. You're the adult, they're the kid, and dealing with it is your JOB. Deal, or get out.
Also, there are hundreds of "you have two cows" jokes, and they never get old:
Bureaucracy
You have two cows. At first the government regulates what you can feed them and when you can milk them. Then it pays you not to milk them. Then it takes both, shoots one, milks the other and pours the milk down the drain. Then it requires you to fill out forms accounting for the missing cows.
I am almost done with season2 of BSG. Sadly I don't like Roslin yet--though I did sniffle a lot for her when Billy got shot. And you are sending them to Australia? *vbg* Starbuck/Apollo smut under a gun tree, pretty please? But not camping, 'cos they drop their branches. ;)
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Date: 2008-05-28 12:54 pm (UTC)Alright. I get that she did what she did. But what was the point of allowing that? WHY let a bunch of five year olds say what they don't like about their classmate? There is no sense and no real purpose to it, in my opinion.
Please to smack the teacher, yes?
In other news:
There is definitely a fic in your notes/lines/whatever right there.
And I don't need cows because I have chickens.
♥
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Date: 2008-05-28 04:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-29 03:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-06 05:13 pm (UTC)On an unrelated note, when is OFUM's second year going to get an update? It's been three years since the last chapter. No updates usually means the death of a 'fic, which is a Bad Thing.