It’s a New Year. 2007 is upon us. Dare we go beyond what we know? Dare we live those adventures we were so sure we would have the moment we were big enough. I’ve been small – and I have most definitely been BIG, but I’ve never been as adventurous as I was when I couldn’t afford to be.
Now I am teaching. What am I learning? Scary teachers are a fallacy. Scary kids are very much a reality. Anyone will tell you that the scariest animals are by far the scared-estest. Teachers grow nails and wear psychologically chosen colours (example: red/ black) and practice to make loud noises, they wear stilettos, and the very scared ones might even go so far as to take lessons in chalk-on-board noise making. You see, teachers learn everything they need to teach when they’re in school. University is the survival section. It also gives them the opportunity to catch (or be caught by) a husband who will do the teaching for them. They wear pretty clothes, make sweet gestures and practice scarifying tactics on other girls to best prevent their chances of having to stand in front of a class of children after having graduated.
Teachers are terrified.
Students are very clever. They spend most of their time studying, after all. They’re minds stay active and fresh. As a result, they have the ability to read the teacher. They can smell her fear. In the case of children who have teachers as parents, they are even better at picking up the fine details of the educator’s mimicry. It is for this very reason that teachers children are labeled, “worst behaved”. This, however, is not true, this label should be changed to “most clever” or even, “most perceptive”. Teachers children learn fast, their parents are teachers, after all. As for the most students, they are a clever, perceptive audience, who may just sometimes be more interested in learning about life, than they are about learning geometry. And who can blame them?