tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post2526930969676145249..comments2023-04-05T09:23:38.928-05:00Comments on Hillbilly Mansion Two: Those Wacky TeachersHillbilly Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-65712059939981825182007-03-29T21:12:00.000-05:002007-03-29T21:12:00.000-05:00Diva,Umm...methinks it was your own Dear Abby usin...Diva,<BR/>Umm...methinks it was your own Dear Abby using the dude-speak, no? I certainly hope that young whippersnapper learned her lesson. Before she decides to tell that dude his Social Security number is '1'.Hillbilly Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-18377791755789617722007-03-29T16:02:00.000-05:002007-03-29T16:02:00.000-05:00Just one more reason I'm not a teacher. I admire y...Just one more reason I'm not a teacher. I admire y'all - it's a war zone out there, what with kids trying to give y'all wedgies, calling y'all "dudes" and stuff...<BR/><BR/>Durn disrespectful kids.Redneck Divahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13506685036989431733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-30117495037613283652007-03-26T19:44:00.000-05:002007-03-26T19:44:00.000-05:00Miss Ann,Two years ago, my arm was on the receivin...Miss Ann,<BR/>Two years ago, my arm was on the receiving end of an 8th grade boy's punch. I wanted to snap him like a twig, by cracky! But that little invertebrate was not worth losing my job over. As we preposition-ending sentencers say. <BR/><BR/>Now he wants back in my class next year. Which will probably happen, since I had him the year after the unfortunate teacher-assault faux pas. This year, he decided he didn't like me and didn't need my class. Somebody told me he now has 3 credits, after three semesters of HS. Umm...like, they're supposed to have accumulated 10-and-a-half by now, for those of you not up on this teachery lingo.<BR/><BR/>Anyhoo...imagine how fast his momma would have been up in the school's business if I had punched her sonny on the arm. <BR/><BR/>But if a kid makes a hit list, or brings a pocket knife to school, he's out. Because he MIGHT hurt someone. If they actually do it, it's not that big a deal. <BR/><BR/>Handbaskets, people. Handbaskets.Hillbilly Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-11335688427248497942007-03-25T15:49:00.000-05:002007-03-25T15:49:00.000-05:00I'm sure I've told the story at least twice alread...I'm sure I've told the story at least twice already, but the basketball coach at Delta Dumbville High got fired for being assaulted too. A female student was eating chips in the gym, and the principal had recently bitched the coach out about letting kids have food int he gym. So he told female student to put them away. She basically told him to eff off, which students are allowed to do at Delta Dumbville High. After asking her a couple more times, he grabbed the chips from her hand. She jumped up and started punching him in the face. He pushed her off of him, and she fell down. She punched him so hard his glasses were broken, but she didn't receive so much as a bruise from the (well deserved) fall. The principal suspended the student, but the parent called the superintendent and complained, as parents do. The superintendent fired the coach and let the child go back to school.<BR/><BR/>I hope I'm never on the wrong end of one of those situations, because I will not go quietly into that good night. I think if a student assaults a teacher, that teacher ought to be protected by the law. They should be able to defend themselves by whatever means necessary, and the student should be expelled permanently and checked into some kind of behavioral health center. <BR/><BR/>Being a teacher requires you to bite your tongue and smile while people piss on you in so many ways, and people act like we should just shut up and take whatever comes just because we have two months off per year.Mommy Needs a Xanaxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01807707012305893563noreply@blogger.com