Squid dissection class:
I was helping out in identifying the organs in the squid, Started
working with one group of students. They had two squids per group.
Girl: Could you help me find the sex organs of this squid? It doesn't show on the diagram.
Me: What do the instructions say about it?
Girl: Well, it says the girl squid has yellow organs and in the boy it looks white.
Me: Ok, look here *points* this looks yellow doesn't it.
Girl: Ohhh! It's a girl! *announces to the class* I have a girl squid! She's a girl!
A little while later, I'm helping a boy in the same group, different squid.
Boy: Is it a boy or a girl? I can't see whether it's white or not.
Me: *point out the are where the gonads are* See here there is no yellow, right?
Boy: Right...
Me: This looks whiter doesn't it?
Boy: *Puts gloved fingers on the area* Here?
Me: Yes.
Boy: So that means it's a boy? I have a boy?
Me: Yes.
Boy: So I'm touching his...
Me: ...yes
Boy:I'm touching his ..parts, now?
Me: ..yes...
Boy: Paul and I are VERY close! Paul is a boy! I have a boy!
They finished the class with formal funeral services for their squid as they put them into the trash bag.
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Now if the Malawi air pollution law was in effect, a good chunk of the students would be in jail. Thankfully farts are not a punishable offense here, as offensive as they may be.
One time the teacher got annoyed at the class being too loud and not
listening and said that he would only start teaching the class if they
stayed quiet for one minute, timed. It took them almost 10 minutes to
get quiet enough for an attempt. About 50 seconds in, one student let
out a loud one, in the silent room, pandemonium resulted. Of course they
needed 5 more minutes till they finally reached the minute of quiet.
These were 9th graders, poor kid was embarrassed.
A while later, I'm sitting in on a class of seniors. Learning by
observing the teacher. All was ok, the class was not that great behavior
wise that day.
Middle of the class two girls jump up with a wail of disgust, run to a
window, climb the radiator to open it and stick their heads out.
Thirty seconds later a wave of "Ewwws" and "Oh God!"s start as students
from the center of the class jump up and flee to the right of the room.
A minute or two later... A wall of smell hits the rest of the class.
And the single student sitting in the middle responds to accusations of
"How did you produce a far THAT bad!?" by saying proudly "It wasn't one,
it was five!"
Here I give the differences between freshmen and seniors.
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