Everything You've Always Dreamed of

[toastbutteregg]

[pantuflarotaininglich]

[queenishqsh-deactivated20150501]

[ighomie]

[ruinedchildhood]

[ptsdandflowers]

Me: I’m having such a good time

Brain: sure would suck if you get hit with a low mood, and go nonverbal, and come off as rude and uninterested in your friends

Me:

[palacestore-deactivated20200707]

[timbllr]

via weheartit

[love]

[wewanthappinessback-deactivated]

[cwote]

be patient, good things are coming your way :)

[suspend]

[snorlaxatives]

that little chunk of chocolate at the bottom of the drumstick cone reblog if you agree

[paprika]

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSS

[captainsnoop-deactivated2020041]

i’ll never understand why we don’t call countries the names they actually call themselves 

like, i know this is a weeaboo-sounding example, but let’s start with Japan. They call themselves Nippon or Nihon depending on… i guess, the speaker’s accent??? or their level of formality while speaking??? I dunno. But we still called them Zipangu for like a few hundred years. And now we call them Japan. 

All because Marco Polo asked someone in China about that island over there and they said “oh that’s Cipangu” and Marco Polo was like “Oh, Zipangu, cool.” And then he went back to Italy and said “Y’ALL THERE’S THIS DOPE-ASS ISLAND CALLED ZIPANGU” and people back in Italy were like “An island called Giappone? Dope.” 

And this pattern of people mishearing people kept repeating until we got to “Japan.” 

And we still call them Japan even though we know better. Because fuck you, Marco Polo asked the wrong person 500 years ago and misheard them and we’re sticking to that, I guess. 

[toast-potent]

that was literally just the world’s worst game of telephone

[citizenshipandsocialjustice]

[calystarose]

Because treating people fairly often means treating them differently.

[aloneindarknes7]

This is something that I teach my students during the first week of school and they understand it. Eight year olds can understand this and all it costs is a box of band-aids.

I have each students pretend they got hurt and need a band-aid. Children love band-aids. I ask the first one where they are hurt. If he says his finger, I put the band-aid on his finger. Then I ask the second one where they are hurt. No matter what that child says, I put the band-aid on their finger exactly like the first child. I keep doing that through the whole class. No matter where they say their pretend injury is, I do the same thing I did with the first one.

After they all have band-aids in the same spot, I ask if that actually helped any of them other than the first child. I say, “Well, I helped all of you the same! You all have one band-aid!” And they’ll try to get me to understand that they were hurt somewhere else. I act like I’m just now understanding it. Then I explain, “There might be moments this year where some of you get different things because you need them differently, just like you needed a band-aid in a different spot.” 

If at any time any of my students ask why one student has a different assignment, or gets taken out of the class for a subject, or gets another teacher to come in and help them throughout the year, I remind my students of the band-aids they got at the start of the school year and they stop complaining. That’s why eight year olds can understand equity. 

[momo-de-avis]

I remember reading somewhere once “we should be speaking of equity instead of equality” and that is a principle that applies here me thinks

[wexler]

that one time on Hotel Hell when Gordon Ramsay fed the owner’s dog some shitty bread and then was afraid he killed her

[unclefather]

He checked her pulse

[dankmemesreasonforliving]

[1dietcokeinacan]

Me @ both of them as I try to function in society: