Observations from Mr. DeGraaf
Posted March 13th, 2007 by Nathan DeGraaf
Today, I was invited to guest-teach two senior high school classes. (The topic was related to my job, so I knew what I was doing.) Here are some observations from my encounters.
Kids still sleep in class. Shocking, I know. I didn't bother waking any of them up though, because I remember how pissed off I used to get when teachers did that to me.
In my old high school, at least forty percent of the student body started the day stoned, so I kept looking into the eyes of these students, trying to figure out who was zooted. It's fun being a kid.
I started the first class off by asking if any of the kids had any questions. Here are the first three questions I heard:
1. "You a sports guy?"
2. "You finish your tourney bracket, yet?"
3. "Who do you have in the championship game?"
Clearly, high school students haven't changed much since I was there.
I'm still attractive to the 15-18 year, female demographic. This both delights and scares me to the same degree.
Kids are stupid about life. I don't care what they've seen or where they've been, they're still stupid. It's an experience thing.
No one believes in wearing a baseball cap the right way anymore.
Recently, laws were passed that require strict surveillance of all guest teachers in Florida. During my class, I said "damn" twice and almost felt the daggers from my supervisor's eyes.
I was as eager for the bell to ring as they were.
School bells are not now, nor have they been for a long time, actual bells. They are electrophonic whoops. Someone needs to change the name.
High school starts way too fucking early.
I go back tomorrow for my final lesson. This time, I'm bringing coffee.
Today, I was invited to guest-teach two senior high school classes. (The topic was related to my job, so I knew what I was doing.) Here are some observations from my encounters.Kids still sleep in class. Shocking, I know. I didn't bother waking any of them up though, because I remember how pissed off I used to get when teachers did that to me.
In my old high school, at least forty percent of the student body started the day stoned, so I kept looking into the eyes of these students, trying to figure out who was zooted. It's fun being a kid.
I started the first class off by asking if any of the kids had any questions. Here are the first three questions I heard:
1. "You a sports guy?"
2. "You finish your tourney bracket, yet?"
3. "Who do you have in the championship game?"
Clearly, high school students haven't changed much since I was there.
I'm still attractive to the 15-18 year, female demographic. This both delights and scares me to the same degree.
Kids are stupid about life. I don't care what they've seen or where they've been, they're still stupid. It's an experience thing.
No one believes in wearing a baseball cap the right way anymore.
Recently, laws were passed that require strict surveillance of all guest teachers in Florida. During my class, I said "damn" twice and almost felt the daggers from my supervisor's eyes.
I was as eager for the bell to ring as they were.
School bells are not now, nor have they been for a long time, actual bells. They are electrophonic whoops. Someone needs to change the name.
High school starts way too fucking early.
I go back tomorrow for my final lesson. This time, I'm bringing coffee.
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8 Comments
If you bang a hot 18-year-old chick from that class, and provide me proof, then I will mail you a ten dollar bill.
who the hell is letting you loose around children?
I'll mail you a $20 bill.
And hey, they let me loose around children, though my experience is in Special Needs Middle School... But the politics absolutely fucking killed me... There was this one bitch who treated the students like shit, so after two years, I resigned and went into the IT field, and I love it.
Cheers!
Haha I seriously can't believe you're allowed around children. Then again, I can imagine the fun you're having.
P.s how can you tell if that demographic is attracted to you? Are they writing you secret notes?
Dear Mr. De Graaf,
I think ur so hott!! If you meet me behind the math building, I can show you a good time! (I'm 18, so don't worry!) P.S. I have weed!
XOXO Some random slut
I think it'd go down like that. I think she would too.
Nice one, Heather! The weed clinched it. But Nate, if they're young enough to be calling you "Mr." you might want to keep it in your pants. Or not. Whatever.
Snippets from behind the school
*Fap* *Fap* *Fap*
I'm pretty sure my high school had an actual bell, then again i might be making that up I was definetly part of that 40% and only rarely could be convinced to remain for all my classes
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