abiezer coppe’s utopian theological apologetics read like some of the posts my family members make on Facebook
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abiezer coppe’s utopian theological apologetics read like some of the posts my family members make on Facebook
I love substitute teaching. I was in for first grade and all of a sudden it smelled like fart. The kids start yelling about it and laughing and I lean down to an extra hyper kid who has been a little bit of a pain so far in front of his friends and say “I think someone FARTED. Was it you?” And he laughed and said “no!” I said “Are you sure?” And he insisted it wasn’t him and went to go read with his friends (yay for finally doing the actual activity we were supposed to be doing all along!) The room was quiet finally and kids were reading in their small groups.
It was me.
What if the rapture really did happen last week and like one really good guy got sucked up into heaven and the rest of us are going to hell
Twinkle twinkle little twink, is it brown or is it pink
Racial unity
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the naked man fears no pickpocket
I'm so sick of defending shit I don't even like. I hate porn. I think gender and sexuality are boring. I've never taken an illegal drug and have no interest in doing so. But people won't back the fuck off and let people live their lives so here we still are, still on the front lines with this shit. "You guys make everything about" I'D REALLY LOVE NOT TO, MATE, BUT WE'RE NOT THE ONES CREATING PROBLEMS HERE. Stop trying to control people's lives and we'll all get a chance to shut up about it, but unfortunately the Moral Police are out here endangering lives and livelihoods so here we still are. Forever.
have you guys done that “what kind of reader are you” quiz and if so what did you get
here’s mine
ah here’s the link guys
what color reader are you?
Blue
Red
Yellow
Green
Orange
Purple
Because I'm curious
Ice suggesting a white woman remove the Mexican flag sticker from her car. Can they all kill themselves already
On the subject about parents needing to control their child's reading and invade their privacy in order to "protect" them from "inappropriate material:
Until I was in....college? At least? The vast, vast majority of the books I read were either a) assigned by my school or b) (the vast majority of my reading) provided to me by my mother.
My mom is a librarian. She filled our rooms with books, picked especially for us. She pointed out books on the shelves in our home library (separate from our bedroom shelves) that she thought we would like. She bought us books for birthdays, Christmas, and just stacks of recommendations. She once paid me $10 to read one of the Cirque Du Freak books because she said I needed "to be exposed to bad literature."
She respected my privacy in room, didn't go through my belongings. She explicitly pointed out to us that she wouldn't know if we took a particular book of the shelf, as long as we returned it, if we didn't want her to know we were reading it. She purposely brought us books that she didn't care for herself, because she thought we might find them valuable or enjoyable.
And if we wanted to read something she thought might upset or disturb us, she would explain why. She wouldn't stop us from reading it - just ask us to check in with her, to talk through it.
And so when I read something that upset or disturbed me, I would go to her. She would listen and talk through it with me.
If she said she didn't think I would like something, or that a book might disturb me, or that she thought I should wait until I was older, I listened to her.
She didn't need restrictions or control to protect me. Because she proved I could trust her.
Controlling kids is never about "protecting" them. It's just about control.
- order copper
- gets wrong grade of copper
- six hours at the CHISEL ‼️
- put these copper greedy bitches in they/them place
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Big fan of this diss track against pandas. I love them and I wish I pooped 40 times per day like them
I cannot believe I just saw boobs on my tumblr :((