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1989-11-03
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Maryland, United States
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2004-02-10
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Kayla
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I can't pinpoint exactly when... is sort of crept up on me
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to be able to draw/write better
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Friday, August 20, 2004
Okay remeber a few days ago when I described a few teachers I had last year cause I couldn't stop thinking about school. Well time for round 2. Lets start with my spanish teacher from last year Mr. Hanley. He was a rather old guy if I'd had to guess I'd say 70s. He had been working at Sherewood, my school, for over 40 years. He use to be a gym teacher but now spanish. One of his favorite things to say was I don't care. He'd get into these longwinded speaches about how all these stupid kids come to him with his problems and how he doesn't care. His class was dead serious. When oral exams came around witch was about every 2 weeks to a month with him you'd think someone died in the class. It was compleatly silent. No one said a word not even Mr. Hanely he used hand signals during orals. Then you'd have 2-5 minutes to speak depending on the day. If you stoped early you stood there for the rest of the time and the entire class would be staring at you with no sound. Then two people would ask a question. Hanely also gave the empression that everyone in the class was failing. He'd go into these long speaches (he was prone to speaches) about how worried he was for this class. He honestly made everyone think they were gettings es. Then he'd hand out your grade sheet and everyone has low As and Bs. You'd look around and the person who choked on there oral got a b plus on it. The guy who never turned in his homework has an a. Then there are 4 or 5 people who got es. But your wondering what he's talking about. He also like to make things due before school. He wouldn't except them during class, only before the morning bell. Hanely called me Michelle. I spent two months trying to figure out why he was never calling me when I relised he thought my name was Michelle. Witch also explained why she never answered. The thing was though that he was so annoying and rather intemadating in class but if you talked to him one on one before or after school he realy was a nice guy and very helpfull. I never got it. My other spanish teacher was ms...I forget her name right now but thats okay. I was switched into her class for the second semestr. She also called me by a different name but here it was just how'd you pronounce my name in spanish (what is it with teachers and changing my name, mr. nutter called me mykayla, another markalya, thats a whole story in itself, ect. ect., especialy spanish teachers two years ago i was carolina though that was cause everyeone got a new name. Is my name that hard to pronounce.) Anyway if you didn't have an a in her class something was wrong. I mean I think you had to actualy work to get a bad grade. She was also rather old and an extremly easy grader. The oral tests with Hanely, you couldn't have anything near you and on those days he took all the help full posters down. She let you wright everything down and take it up with you. If you didn't know what the question asked ment she'd tell you. After hanely i could come up with so much stuff on the spot it was amazing, I didn't need to in her class. But she I don't know had a motivation about her. One kid who I don't think showed up all of 3 days when we had hanely together volenteared to do an oral presentation first and give his answers for homework and stuff. I'm sitting here wondering how she does this sort of thing. Another kid who showed up even less in hanley's class would do all sorts of stuff for her. She had a way of conecting with the people in the class that surprised me. Likewig, that was her name, Ms. Likewig. Moving on to english and Mr. Harrison. The first semester I realy didn't like him that much but starting the secound semester he grew on me and I liked his class (of course that might have something to do with being suronded by a bunch of people I could actualy talk to.) First thing about him remeber nutter I talked about a few days ago I swear Harrison idalized the guy, mr.nutter idolized condelizza rice but again another story and the one other thing he idolized my class. My second summester class was his favorite and he didn't try to hide it. Witch also may be why I liked that class alot. It realy was a good one and rather interesting. But any way back to nutter, the two of them were friends and harrison sat in on several of nutter's classes. Nutter sat in only only one of harrisons, I think he stopped by once too cause a bunch of us in harrisons class were in nutters before including me. He said something about making sure we weren't to tramatized (jokingly to harrison). He'd just gone into one of his rages about how were all lazy. Another thing about Harrison is that he's younger then my sister. It doesn't mean much but i was sitting there thinking that he's just so young. For nutter being his idael he did grade easy, as long as you turn in all your work. He'd always give you a high grade but had so few it hurt you if you didn't. He also had the most random stuff worth the most. Except in the end of the year his grading on our essays suddently got a lot harder. Were, what use to of gotten you a perfect score from him would now get you a low b. He had an obbsesion with thesis statements. If we had a bcr worth 25 points 15 would be from the thesis statement. He'd always push back dedlines for papers and change the rubric when you were writting it so that it ended up nothing like he origenaly assigned. Buy hey it was in his class that i discovered the otaku doing resurch in the computer lab for stereotypes to wright a paper. Not that in the end we need resurch cuase he changed the paper. He was also a very hard teacher to get a hold of cause he didn't have a room. He traveled to different ones in the h hall, a very screwed up hall by the way. Were the rest of the school's halls a perpindicular lines h hall is shaped like a house. Once I had to make up a test that I missed. He was bissy during lunch for the majority of two months. The days he wasn't I couldn't find him. So eventualy 3 days before grades were due I told my self I had to make up this test and wondered around h hall for 25 minutes before I found him then had to travel to 3 classes before he found one I could take the test in. I should mention that I told him each day that I would look for him at lunch to take the test and still never found him. Well thats it for now.
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