Thread: I'm not this brave . . .

LOL

I'm not that brave either. ops: But I can just imagine their faces. :lol:

psssttt wag! go fix that their up there 8O

OK, bossy! But you COULD have fixed it FOR me you know. I was far too busy watching History Channel's "America Eats" to worry about things like spelling.

Hey guys - this is off track, but did you know there are exactly 216 noodles in Campbell's Chicken Noodle Soup? (Sorry, Bitsy. You forced me into it.) Also, they opened a can of veal that was 114 years old. They fed it to rats. No ill effects.

HEY! I can't use those "words" back at them - not only because I would be too embarrassed to, but I would be fired. BUT, maybe I could share important info like the above with them. If nothing else, they would wonder what that had to do with what they were saying (or that I was off my rocker).

Well, Miss Priss, I couldn't fix your words on this page doncha know

But it did give you the opportunity to tell everyone about the number of noodles in a can of soup. :wink:

I've done it and it works. Another thing that works is demanding a definition of the word that was used especially the two that were mentioned. You get to see some serious squirming.

What is sad is at parent night, my outside door was open and a five year old was cussing a blue streak right along side his older brothers and MOTHER.

Since when did cussing become such an accepted behavior.

114 year old veal? eeewwww.

Cussing? Not a good habit to get into.

I have my TIB (The Inappropriate Box) some years, and kids can WRITE whatever they feel the need to get onto paper. It goes in the sealed box, and no one knows what they wrote. They feel like they have some control and choice while not getting into trouble if it is kept to themselves.

I remember sticking my finger with the diaper pin when DD was two. (She was way ahead on the developmental charts except for toilet training. Go figure). We were already running late for church while Daddy was in intern pastor. I let out the sh** word. 8O Daughter sweetly sang that word while I drove around the block at least ten times. ops:

I said d@mn once when the window in my classroom mashed my finger . . . during independent work time, and a very QUIET moment.

I had 22 senior boys, and they didn't miss a beat. One said, "I'd have said worse than that." . . . and kept right on working.

When I was a student teacher, my students once asked, "what happens if we don't work?" I said, "Tough X@#!". The next day, there was a memo out that reminded all teachers that their students are impressionable, and to mind their language. I was pretty sure I knew who was responsible... I did apologize to the kids right after I said it, and haven't swore in front of the students since.