Lower and Lower

Texas Tomcat Too Member Member # 3702

Huck, little fellar, I have to ask. You shore are mightee intursted in whar Jason spends his time. I reckon if you’s a grown man and you named yerself Huckleberry, you might be a little bit what they call “effeminant”. I reckon in my mind, I see you settin’ up house with a real cute little fellar named Tom Sawyer. Whatever you boys do with each other, I mean that’s okay. Just dont’ ask, don’t tell, like in the militerry, you know. I’m startin’ to think that you must be in love with that thar Jason. Just lookin’ at him in those pitchers in them thar magnets you made, he don’t look gay to me so I reckon you might be a wastin yer time. I reckon you might want to thank about sending yer attintchun and adorashun elsewar, otherwise I think you mite have what the ejicated folk call “unreqwited love”. I’d hate to see a cute little fellar named Huckleberry get his little heart broke. I reckon if you live in Raleigh, you might be happy to know this though, little fellar. I heard Jason was thankin’ about moving back to that there capital city of the little state of NC. (No offense, but NC shore ain’t no Texas). I heard he found him a house on a street named Bridgeton Park in the Meredith area of town (you know, near the institoot of higher lurning with that thar same name, not lil sister.) I reckon though, when he was looking at houses thar, he lurned there was a lowlife in the nayborhood. I reckon that low life livin thar was driving the property values down you know, so I don’t know if he’ll buy or not. I mite have got yore hopes up for nothin. I reckon you still got yore little friend Tom to keep house with though, dontcha? Don’t worry little fellar, you’ll find someone to love ye for jest who you are one day. I reckon you’ll be a happy little fellar then and you kin put a big smile on yer face. G’luck little fellar. ——————– You can’t make chicken salad from chicken shit ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gojo tries his hand at writing dialect.  …….right……. The man needs to go back to school, and face the other way.

“It’s in the Mail…”

Gojo’s Redesign of Reward Magnet (with the Hope that People Won’t Recognize Jason)

Interesting, Coming From a Teacher

You are confusing teachers with classroom managers.
Where I come from, teachers are not professionals.
They don’t need a volume of ethical do’s and don’ts.
Teachers are artists. What they do cannot be explained,
codified, documented. The art of teaching cannot be taught.
It is learned. Those who need to be told right from wrong
will never be teachers.

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I have no idea what a “classroom manager” is.  Is that Gojo’s disparaging phrase for teachers who don’t measure up to his standards?  Or for teachers suffering from “burn-out?”

“Not professionals?”  Since when are teachers not professionals?  Doesn’t teaching require a degree?  Do teachers not make a living at it?  Those two factors make it a profession, in my book.

“…don’t need a volume of ethical do’s and don’ts?”  Oh, Gojo–everybody needs ethics.  It’s knowing right from wrong and living accordingly.  It’s looking at your own face in the mirror every morning and knowing that the person you see does the best he can to be the best person he can.

“Teachers are artists?”  I don’t think so.  Teachers ply a craft.  Why do we have such an elevated idea of “artists” and such a humble idea of “crafters?”  Teachers teach students.  It is not an art.  Nobody ever says, “If you understand this, thank an artist.”  They say, “…thank a teacher.”

I think there are teachers who merely learn the skills required.  Those are the teachers who are forgotten by their students.  The really good teachers have a talent for it, and talent cannot be taught.  Is that what you are trying to say?

“Those who need to be told right from wrong…”  Gojo, we all had to be told right from wrong.  That’s not something inborn.  We are born selfish creatures.  That’s how we survive.  Ethics are taught by society, in the person of your parents (hopefully), with back-up and reinforcement from teachers, police, books, pastors–in an ideal world, everyone would help teach every child.  I think that’s what was meant by the infamous “It takes a village to raise a child” statement.

I do understand that some people are teachers no matter what their real occupation.  I also understand that many are not and cannot.