Damn that Gutenberg!
When I went into our department meeting I walked in on a fellow teacher sharing her day with some of the others:
“So I told the librarian to not check out any books to this kid until he got it into his head that he needs to be doing the assignment in my class instead of reading for pleasure.”
Hmm, I’m not sure you have the authority to do that. Plus, maybe you haven’t heard, but this cancer you call, “reading,” is pretty rampant. Kids can score books anywhere nowadays, not just at the school library. The crazy thing is that she’s the reading teacher.
Good Lord, I’d give a pinky to have her problem. The closest I’ve ever gotten to a kid sticking his nose in a book was two years ago when I got a new class set of The Grapes of Wrath. He literally had his nose in the book because he said the ink made him high.
“So I told the librarian to not check out any books to this kid until he got it into his head that he needs to be doing the assignment in my class instead of reading for pleasure.”
Hmm, I’m not sure you have the authority to do that. Plus, maybe you haven’t heard, but this cancer you call, “reading,” is pretty rampant. Kids can score books anywhere nowadays, not just at the school library. The crazy thing is that she’s the reading teacher.
Good Lord, I’d give a pinky to have her problem. The closest I’ve ever gotten to a kid sticking his nose in a book was two years ago when I got a new class set of The Grapes of Wrath. He literally had his nose in the book because he said the ink made him high.