Teacher Appreciation Week

[Grandpa]

You know, the entire week of May 4th to May 10th is Teacher Appreciation Week, you can always drop by your old school, or call your teacher up and let them know where you're at in life now. I'm sure they'd be really glad to hear from you.

Then 'Mother's Day' is here! I like this time; it becomes 'Care Givers Appreciation' time to me.
So, if you wouldn't mind...

A story about people who care and made a difference is wat this thread is about.

I'll start ~~~↓

Spoiler!

Sister Mary was my 5th grade teacher in catholic school and she was cute! Not a 'hottie' but very good looking. She taught my favorite subject, Science, and that only added to her overall appeal. Now, remember that I was in 5th grade and it was generations ago... before the hippies even, so none of the things you might think when you wonder where this story about 'a boy and a nun' is going would apply.

It was a different time, a different 'season' if you will, now, if you've seen the movie "The Summer of '42", you'll get the idea better of 'then'. Movies (called matinees because we watched them in the early afternoon) were a dime or a quarter admittance. There were no 'gangs'.

One of our assignments involved "Heredity vs. Environment" and Sister Mary (about 24 years old at the time) liked my rough draft and gave me a copy of her college thesis for a reference. I noticed that she didn't include her cover page and asked what grade she earned. Her reply was, "Why would you want to see that?"

My eyes twinkled as I explained that it would go to credibility, for instance if she got an average grade it wouldn't be as good of a source than if she had earned an 'A'.

I was rewarded with her cover page the next day (for my logical style of argument) and yes, she did earn an 'A' on the paper. Should I try to explain my embarrassment? sharing this 'secret' with a young woman (she only showed it to me) was part of it... But there, on the cover page was her 'real' name: Linda. Being shy, I quickly turned the page over on my desk (so other kids could not see) and have not told her name to anyone until this day.

I heard years later that 'Linda' had left the order to get married. *sigh

~Grandpa

[BloodyBlade]

Aah, too bad I don't have school this week =)

[mahumps]

Too bad the best teacher I ever had isn't here right now. She's in Thailand I think, not sure. She's my 2nd year high teacher and she did lots of things for me and really a big difference. She believed in me even if I myself don't. And now I know what I can do and what to do with it.. Thanks Miss..

[Doron]

Too bad the best teacher I ever had isn't here right now. She's in Thailand I think, not sure. She's my 2nd year high teacher and she did lots of things for me and really a big difference. She believed in me even if I myself don't. And now I know what I can do and what to do with it.. Thanks Miss..

ah, sex with the teacher huh... guess you were bad in that class and had to find a good way to raise your grade...

I know all about it.. (PE )


j/k

I won't see my teachers for a while...

My first exam is may 14th, and it will be supervised by teachers I've never met...

So.....

[William-CL]

No offense to anyone, but I only appreciate teachers if they are hawt Just because the are the best at getting peoples attention if you know wut I mean. Even the girls cause 90% of high school girls say they are bi or bi curious

[Entangle]

I dont think i will be going to my teachers and giving them appreciation any time soon

[Doron]

No offense to anyone, but I only appreciate teachers if they are hawt Just because the are the best at getting peoples attention if you know wut I mean. Even the girls cause 90% of high school girls say they are bi or bi curious

you can give the hawt teachers some nice way of showing them appreciation..

[Gaigemasta]

You know, the entire week of May 4th to May 10th is Teacher Appreciation Week, you can always drop by your old school, or call your teacher up and let them know where you're at in life now. I'm sure they'd be really glad to hear from you.

Then 'Mother's Day' is here! I like this time; it becomes 'Care Givers Appreciation' time to me.
So, if you wouldn't mind...

A story about people who care and made a difference is wat this thread is about.

I'll start ~~~↓

Spoiler!

Sister Mary was my 5th grade teacher in catholic school and she was cute! Not a 'hottie' but very good looking. She taught my favorite subject, Science, and that only added to her overall appeal. Now, remember that I was in 5th grade and it was generations ago... before the hippies even, so none of the things you might think when you wonder where this story about 'a boy and a nun' is going would apply.

It was a different time, a different 'season' if you will, now, if you've seen the movie "The Summer of '42", you'll get the idea better of 'then'. Movies (called matinees because we watched them in the early afternoon) were a dime or a quarter admittance. There were no 'gangs'.

One of our assignments involved "Heredity vs. Environment" and Sister Mary (about 24 years old at the time) liked my rough draft and gave me a copy of her college thesis for a reference. I noticed that she didn't include her cover page and asked what grade she earned. Her reply was, "Why would you want to see that?"

My eyes twinkled as I explained that it would go to credibility, for instance if she got an average grade it wouldn't be as good of a source than if she had earned an 'A'.

I was rewarded with her cover page the next day (for my logical style of argument) and yes, she did earn an 'A' on the paper. Should I try to explain my embarrassment? sharing this 'secret' with a young woman (she only showed it to me) was part of it... But there, on the cover page was her 'real' name: Linda. Being shy, I quickly turned the page over on my desk (so other kids could not see) and have not told her name to anyone until this day.

I heard years later that 'Linda' had left the order to get married. *sigh

~Grandpa

wow, r u really an old guy? or some goverment agent conductingsurveys on social behaviors on the net

[woutR]

I have vacation now, trust me: they're getting the most apprecation ever now

[takolin]

I dislike most of my teachers at college.
A few for their arrogance.
Quite a few for the inability to teach decently.
And others for teaching a horrible subject. (yes that's a reason for disliking someone)

Only a minority of the people who teach at college would deserve my appreciation.

High school was somewhat different. Quite a few decent teachers there, but cba calling them.

[Grandpa]

wow, r u really an old guy? or some goverment agent conductingsurveys on social behaviors on the net

• All males on the internet are male.
• All females on the internet are male.
• All children on the internet are FBI.

But if the question becomes, "Grandpa, do you tell lies?"
The answer is yes. I will - like when I tell you that I will hurt you then don't.
I will also lie when I tell you that I will not help you, then do.
Learned that from my favorite teacher.

One more ~~~↓

Spoiler!

Mr. Ranie (middle aged teacher of 'Distributive Education') wanted us to learn how to sell. Distributive Education was supposed to teach us about the distribution cycle of various retail products. On of the techniques he suggested (to learn sales) was to attempt to sell a pencil. Bald-headed and lacking proper attention in his early years, he was very demanding. He was also loud and guys and girls alike would jump when he entered shouting, "LET'S HAVE IT QUIET IN HERE"

Here reproduced is my attempt to please this difficult, old, oftentimes befuddled teacher:

Styles of persuasion:

• Anthropomorphisms

“Hi, I’m Joe’s Pencil and I’ve got a point.”
“Kindly direct your attention to my ‘other end’ and check me out.”
“No, that’s not really ‘my point’ and I don’t call it my ‘head’ either.”
Yes, that’s right, my soft pink part. That’s it exactly.”

“Now I know that you’re not the kind of person who makes mistakes…”
“But if you’re like me there are times when you might come close.”
“That's where I really come in handy.”
“Rub my soft pink part on your ‘oopsie’ and you’ll see how handy I really am.”
“No worries on my account; it kinda tickles & doesn’t hurt at all.”

“By the way, I’m very glad to have met you."
"Buy me for a nickle and I’ll serve you well for years.”

“Please pardon the intimate manner of my speech but I feel like we’ve really got to know each other."
How ‘bout you?”

~Grandpa

[cin]

my favorite teacher is the one i sit in the pub with after class.

this guy teaches mechanics. i'm not bad at mechanics, i sometimes
just need a different approach to things. this teacher is the kind
that takes the time for you, and gives you like 4 or 5 alternatives
as to how to solve a calculation. i srsly dislike teachers who want
everyone to solve things their way, because mostly just 1/4 of the
class understands that. i really, really appreciate this guy. he's
become more of a friend than a teacher to me.

[Amelie]

http://www.cipcol.org/?p=13



My favorite teacher, the most intelligent person ever was killed because the government didnt share his points of view. A person who offered to help the war refugees from a country who has lived violence to the max. He didnt care that, he didnt care about politics but for his own people, and he knew that was coming, yet he was killed teaching, a truly hero.

The most beautiful things i've met in this country when i had to move there, was (among other things) that person
I had the pleasure to be his friend, i used to ask him a LOT of questions because i wanted to leech his amazing knowledge. I still cant believe he died, and when i got time off my work, i read his texts, and i always learn something new.

[heroo]

The one teacher i love most is my geography teacher.

This guy is like a freaking professor, he reall knows everything.

He can explain things like no other and he is the ONLY teacher that can get our class quit with only one look.

He also has been to all places you can imagine.

[Cereal_Killer]

Dude, how Farking old are you...My dad is still trying to figure out how to program his vcr and you are playing mmorpg's. What the ****. Did they even have paper when you were in school, or did you write on animal skins? You were one of those people that walked 15 miles to school in the snow with your sister on your back and shit.

[Grandpa]

Dude, how Farking old are you...My dad is still trying to figure out how to program his vcr and you are playing mmorpg's. What the ****. Did they even have paper when you were in school, or did you write on animal skins? You were one of those people that walked 15 miles to school in the snow with your sister on your back and shit.

My kids say "You're older than dirt." But no, didn't walk to school, that was my dad. He was born in 1911.

[dom]

I always went to 100% french schools, the only qualified teachers were fresh graduates and I was blessed with always having 22-28 year old teachers. Hot teachers.

It made for a unique ambience, where we could talk about girls with our male teachers, or even I remember sitting in the library with a couple friends and talking about genital hair trimming with my teacher. It made for a more genuine experience, and a much more comfortable environment.

When we graduated we even went paint balling with our male teachers after school, it was a couple days before prom. All of us had purple and dark blue spots on our prom pictures - the girls had to take it easy with us.

[Dian Jie]

I R Teacher. Appreciate me! I r engrish teacher and I teach gud.

No, rly!

[Tasdik]

Dude, how Farking old are you...My dad is still trying to figure out how to program his vcr and you are playing mmorpg's. What the ****. Did they even have paper when you were in school, or did you write on animal skins? You were one of those people that walked 15 miles to school in the snow with your sister on your back and shit.

My kids say "You're older than dirt." But no, didn't walk to school, that was my dad. He was born in 1911.

Alright so lets say....you were born when your dad was 30ish that would make you some where around 67

[dom]

Dude, how Farking old are you...My dad is still trying to figure out how to program his vcr and you are playing mmorpg's. What the ****. Did they even have paper when you were in school, or did you write on animal skins? You were one of those people that walked 15 miles to school in the snow with your sister on your back and shit.

My kids say "You're older than dirt." But no, didn't walk to school, that was my dad. He was born in 1911.

Alright so lets say....you were born when your dad was 30ish that would make you some where around 67

My grand father was born in 1911 too, which would, by that count, make me 37 ;]

[Tasdik]

My grand father was born in 1911 too, which would, by that count, make me 37 ;]

Yes but he say's it was his Dad....not his grand father

[dom]

My grand father was born in 1911 too, which would, by that count, make me 37 ;]

Yes but he say's it was his Dad....not his grand father

2008-1911=97, my grand father's age assuming he's alive
97-30=67, my father's age, assuming my grandfather was 30 years old when he was born
67-30=37, my age, assuming my father was 30 when I was born
37-30=7, my son's age

[Inuyasha584]

Grandpa is 64 , i think thats what it says on his profile

[Grandpa]

Grandpa is 64 , i think thats what it says on his profile

Yes (well for a week or so anyway - Bday this month) and my dad passed away several decades ago, I'm an 'orphan' now. Gonna hit that 'magical' mark for Social Security - but I get more $$ if I wait. Times change. New magic mark is 70. Ever wonder what those deductions are on your paycheck? Some of it will go to me (Woo-Hoo!) lol, but not much, still working and still paying in here.

@dom my oldest son (born in 1971) just turned 37, so you're kinda right.

my youngest turned 21 this last March,
I've got two 'middle' kids and 3 grandchildren with another (boy, of course) coming in June.

My granddad had two sons, my dad had two sons, I had two sons (twice, with two wifes ). My son will have 2 sons. We've all had varying amounts of girl-child blessings but that two boy thing stays constant. <~~ interesting to me, oc not to anybody else. I am three generations removed from ancestors who qualify the girl-children for D.A.R. (Daughters of the American Revolution), again, not that anybody cares.

~Grandpa

[Grandpa]

I R Teacher. Appreciate me! I r engrish teacher and I teach gud.

No, rly!

me do appreciate you -AND- those of your ilk.

[dom]

@dom my oldest son (born in 1971) just turned 37, so you're kinda right.

My youngest uncle was born when my grandfather was 67 years old. I'm not quite 37 yet

[Grandpa]

Teacher Appreciation Week almost over .
Tribute to the Goddess Ester (also called Easter by some) is over too.

In re Ester:
I'm a recovering alcoholic so I don't celebrate because 'ester' is an alcohol and the day in question is one for getting drunk as a skunk!

Mother's Day is coming! Woo-Hootie!
We can celebrate by donating $ to our favorite FTD florist!

Yangyun, the Herbalist, was having trouble with certain religious elements, especially Jangan, the Buddhist priest of the Jaeun Temple. Their competition was centered on a dispute about who could sell flowers. There were several threats made, but the problem never resolved.

Grandpa's cousin "Hugh, the Destroyer" was enlisted by the Herbalist and he paid a visit to the priests and brothers of the Temple.

Problem solved. It only goes to show ya...
;p~ Only Hugh can prevent florist friars.

[SPYCOPPER]

lol sometime my frend kicked my teacher when she lied on the ground when she falled LOL

[Razorhead]

lol sometime my frend kicked my teacher when she lied on the ground when she falled LOL

kicking a teacher when she fell isn't cool dude...
PS: nice spamming; 30+ posts in 5 minutes, WTF