I have no filter.
I have no filter. No sensible way of blocking what is thought and what is said. Haha, especially around these kids, it's impossible for me to block expletives or the overactive "that's what she said" machine that is as well oiled as ever.
Now that I'm working with the 5-7th graders, it's almost too relaxed. They joke around, I joke around, they call someone 'retarded', I use the F word. It's give and take, really.
Just today, during our marathon car wash (gotta raise money for the chartered bus trip to the Omaha Zoo), one of the seventh grade girls complained about my water spraying abilities, thinking that it really cramped her washing style. She said "God, I'm just going to wait until you're done squirting", to which I replied, in the perverse section of my head where good jokes go to fester, "THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID." I laughed and laughed a silent, stifled laugh.
I also love little kids who recite the sayings and phrases their parents have been pumping into them since they were born. Little pick me ups or things you say to ugly, untalented kids in hopes of bolstering some self esteem. Usually these sayings manifest themselves at the end of a particularly embarrassing run in DodgeBall or after being called a name (sometimes deservedly so). Sayings usually follow the idea that 'everyone's a winner' or 'beauty is on the inside', in this case, Little Child X had just gotten his block knocked off by a ball when out of his mouth came the drivel that only a parent could utter: "My dad says that every person on the team is important, not just the star--even the not so good players..."
Thanks, Little Child X, now go tell the girl in the wheelchair 'nice throw'.
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Work is going well, the boss has yet to chastise me in front of the kids, and I've been able to meet up with more friends I hadn't seen yet. Family takes up the rest of the weekend= a wedding tonight, an all day familyfest on Saturday complete with ICubs game, and a Sunday possibly reserved for upacking with a chance of meeting up with Luther Urbandalians long unseen.
2 Comments:
I never want you around my kids :-) but I do love you lots!
megs
i just want to fucking talk to you instead of laughing at you via blog...
in anticipatory love,
boozie
p.s. if i ever have kids, you'll be their favorite uncle for sure
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