As a high school teacher, there are some things you just think you don't have to worry about saying: Wash your hands, don't pick your nose, whatever.
Sometimes we have to say them.
Today, I had to tell my juniors. That's right, MY JUNIORS not to smell each other's shoes.
Picture me smacking my head in disbelief.
Teenagers, man.
Friday, August 31, 2018
Tuesday, January 9, 2018
Oh, Romeo!
Shakespeare is admittedly not my favorite. However, I do enjoy having students draw random characters to read throughout the play. I don't let them redraw if they're character doesn't align to their gender.
I almost always end up with same sex Capulets and Montagues, and nearly always a gender-swapped Romeo and Juliet. This year is no different.
Today, my Lady Capulet-a fifteen year old, 6 ft. 2 boy to set the picture, was reading the line in act 1 scene 1 where Lady Capulet asks Benvolio where Romeo is, but she's glad he wasn't there for the massive fight in the village square.
As I broke it down for the kids, my current Lady Capulet goes, "Right. My mom senses were tingling."
They're like spidey-senses, but for moms. And apparently they develop from reading half a scene of Shakespeare.
I almost always end up with same sex Capulets and Montagues, and nearly always a gender-swapped Romeo and Juliet. This year is no different.
Today, my Lady Capulet-a fifteen year old, 6 ft. 2 boy to set the picture, was reading the line in act 1 scene 1 where Lady Capulet asks Benvolio where Romeo is, but she's glad he wasn't there for the massive fight in the village square.
As I broke it down for the kids, my current Lady Capulet goes, "Right. My mom senses were tingling."
They're like spidey-senses, but for moms. And apparently they develop from reading half a scene of Shakespeare.
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