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“When I miss her I remember it’s because she made me so happy, I can celebrate her & miss her at the same time”
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Andrew Garfield talks to Elmo about missing his mother after she recently passed away.
“When I miss her I remember it’s because she made me so happy, I can celebrate her & miss her at the same time”
I'm not crying, you are
My cartoon gets posted every year about this time. May as well post it myself.
I’m thankful for my 10th grade history teacher because:
“I have to teach the book.” He said. “You have to read it and I have to give a test on it to make sure you know what’s in it.”
“Okay,” we said. “This is what school is.”
He also said “but I don’t have any rules that say I can’t teach you more than one book.”
“But this isn’t English class,” we complained.
“No it’s not,” he replied as he handed out photocopies of a different book I do not have the name of. I would learn later that he paid for the photocopies himself, because he could not afford to buy a set of books for us, and the school wouldn’t help. We had to turn in the photocopies at the end of the lesson. He’d done this for years, and the packets of paper were sets of folders containing well read photocopies and some pages were crumbly and he’d replace whole packets or pages in a single packet at a time. He had a whole cabinet full of these folders, broke down by chapter, out of a different book. Some of the packets included photocopies from more than one book, some news articles, a couple academic papers. We were not always required to read those, but we were promised extra credit if we did.
“Write me an essay,” he’d say.
“Ugh,” we groaned. “What about?”
“The differences between what’s in the packet and what’s in your books.”
And we would. He’d accept full essays and he’d accept a simple list of differences, but that was always an assignment. Point out the differences.
“Which fact do you believe?” He would ask us.
“The packet,” we’d answer.
“Why?” He’d ask.
“Because they don’t want us to have them,” we’d answer.
“Good,” he’s smile. “With this chapter, I’m not going to give you a packet. I want you to make your own packet based on the information in this chapter in your government supplied textbook.”
“Ugh,” we groaned.
But we learned how to do some simple research, and we were told that Wikipedia could be edited by anyone, but everyone that edited had to present sources. We had to come up with twenty pages worth of extra information on the chapter in our textbook. The textbook’s chapter was something like ten pages long. We had to do our essay/lists on what was left out/added/changed. It was a good two week long project.
“Why am I making you do this?”
“Because it’s busy work,” someone answered.
He frowned. “Because one day you’ll be presented something as fact and you’ll have to decide if it is fact or not.”
“How do we know the difference?”
“Maybe one day one of you will grow up and be able to give a simple answer to that question because I don’t have that answer.”
“You just didn’t want to do the work to make a packet yourself, huh?”
He smiled. “That is an advantage to having minions.”
And then he laughed like an evil vampire and we watched a movie.
This is one of those Tumblr things where I don’t much care if it’s a true story or not, because it’s an extremely good idea for how to teach history — and, based on my own super-brief stint in attempting to teach young stubborn kids via unconventional-but-effective methods (primarily with the goal of feeling like I was educating them in a helpful and lasting way), this is a fantastic idea.
You know. I get a lot of notes and tags on this post saying “and everyone clapped” and honestly, thats fine. I haven’t been in tenth grade in over fifteen years. This is paraphrased based on the experience of being in this man’s classroom for a whole school year. I 100% don’t remember his exact words or phrasing. This is a ~takeaway~ from the lessons this particular teacher gave us. I AM happy people don’t trust it’s authenticity because you shouldn’t trust everything you read. That’s the whole reason I wrote this in the first place.
However, the vampire voice was real. He was a character named Count Vlad who knew history because “he lived through it first hand.” He came out every time we watched a movie in that class, which we did often. We were way too old for this sort of teaching. We knew it. He knew it. He didn’t care. Count Vlad critiqued movies based on historical events with how accurate or false they were for the sake of selling movie tickets.
He was honestly one of my favorite teachers.
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Emotional parents are the most infantile of the four types. They give the impression that they need to be watched over and handled carefully. It doesn’t take much to upset them, and then everyone in the family scrambles to soothe them. When emotional parents disintegrate, they take their children with them into their personal meltdown. Their children experience their despair, rage, or hatred in all its intensity. It’s no wonder that everyone in the family feels like they’re walking on eggshells. These parents’ emotional instability is the most predictable things about them.
[...] Regardless of severity, all such parents have difficulty tolerating stress and emotional arousal. They lose their emotional balance and behavioral control in situations mature adults could handle. Of course, substance abuse may make them even more unbalanced and unable to tolerate frustration or distress.
Whatever their degree of self-control, these parents are governed by emotion, seeing the world in black-and-white terms, keeping score, holding grudges, and controlling others with emotional tactics. Their fluctuating moods and reactivity make them unreliable and intimidating. And while they may act helpless and usually see themselves as victims, family life always revolves around their moods. Although they often control themselves outside the family, where they can follow a structured role, within the crucible of intimate family relationships they display their full impulsivity, especially if intoxicated. It can be shocking to see how no-holds-barred they can get.
Many children of such parents learn to subjugate themselves to other people’s wishes (Young and Klosko 1993). Because they grew up anticipating their parent’s stormy emotional weather, they can be overly attentive to other people’s feelings and moods, often to their own detriment.
Lindsay C. Gibson, “Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents: How to Heal from Distant, Rejecting, or Self-Involved Parents”
This. So much this.
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Little girl teaching her cats how to draw a flower
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they’re? just? sitting there ???
it makes it 100% better that i can’t understand her, i feel like i’m hearing what cats hear
Heh, she’s speaking Portuguese! Here’s what she’s saying:
*baby voice* “… and if you have any questions, just ask me! And now… yeah. And now you draw the roots. You draw them all twisted up! Got it? A flower? Now draw it. Did you get it, Luis Roberto? Did you get it, Jurandir? Look. Did you get it? That’s how you draw a flower.”
Luis Roberto and Jurandir are people names (Jurandir is especially a name associated with older men) so it’s extra funny that the cats are named that, heh.
Honestly if you want justification for why it’s important that English/Language Arts teachers make you break down exactly why a given sentence made you feel a given way, the fact that it’s now a point of basic political literacy to be able to tell when a headline is trying to make you angry, and at whom, and about what, is a pretty strong case in point.
idk who needs to hear this but when your english teacher asks you to explain why an author chose to use a specific metaphor or literary device, it’s not because you won’t be able to function in real-world society without the essential knowledge of gatsby’s green light or whatever, it’s because that process develops your abilities to parse a text for meaning and fill in gaps in information by yourself, and if you’re wondering what happens when you DON’T develop an adult level of reading comprehension, look no further than the dizzying array of examples right here on tumblr dot com
this post went from 600 to 2400 notes in the time it took me to write 3 emails. i’m already terrified for what’s going to happen in there
k but also, as an addendum, the reason we study literary analysis is because everything an author writes has meaning, whether it was intentional or not, and their biases and agendas are often reflected in their choice of language and literary devices and so forth! and that ties directly into being able to identify, for example, the racist and antisemitic dogwhistles often employed by the right wing, or the subconscious word choices that can unintentionally illustrate someone’s bias or blind spot. LANGUAGE HAS WEIGHT AND MEANING! the way we communicate is a reflection of our inner selves, and that’s true regardless of whether it’s a short story or a novel or a blog post or a tweet. instead of taking a piece of writing at face value and stopping there, assuming that there is no deeper meaning or thought behind the words on the page, ask yourself these two questions instead:
1. what is the author trying to say? 2. what does the author maybe not realize they’re saying?
because the most interesting reading of any piece of literature, imho, usually occupies the space in between those questions.
One of the best English classes I took was my 19th century British lit class in college, only because the professor was super focused on examining the books in the context of the times. So, as an example, we didn’t just read Jane Eyre, we also read essays about colonization and sugar plantations in the West Indies. It makes the books much more interesting if you also understand what types of social and political issues the author would have been aware of while writing (or what kinds of unconscious biases were likely to make their way into the work).
this is why death of the author is a terrible lit crit theory on its own, and people need to stop throwing the term around every time a content creator says something “problematic”
another reason why we study literary analysis and why we write essays on those analyses is to develop your skills in analyzing text, developing an argument on that text, and using pieces of information from the text to support that argument – it’s why so many lawyers have an undergraduate degree in English
in high school, it might seem boring because you’re reading books you don’t necessarily care about and your teacher is pointing out themes, symbols, and metaphors for you and you’re writing an essay on those assigned themes
but chances are you’ve picked up on themes, symbols, and metaphors in the content you love and you’ve developed your own theories based on those factors and you’ve written your own “essays” arguing that theory
literary analysis is about being a detective in multiple different ways
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