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August 14, 2009 |
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Why Do I Care?
FOUND by Parmida
in West Vancouver, BC, Canada
I found this in a notepad in the library at my high school.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
Who's asking: the student or the teacher?
Obviously the teacher,asking themselves why they continue to care in spite of their student's apathy. Apathy is the particular province of highschool age students, and it's hard to get a spark of interest. Being interested isn't "cool." This is the post-irony generation: "Nothin impresses us." And yet we continue to try to make fire with two sticks on a rainy afternoon. We know the wood is soaking wet, but we keep trying.
Same thing here.
It is a motivational question. How do you make your student's care about the subject matter?
Is this high school near a Mexican restaurant?
I think Librarian and Party in my Pants is the same person and should just merge to one name
Please vote:
1. Librarian in my Pants
2. Party in my pants at the Library
3. Party in the Library
4. Party in the Librarians pants
5. Woodwork in my pants
librarian in my pants. for sure. it just has a certain ring to it. kinda like the notebook.
i love that the left it in the notepad to scan it. gives it visual interest.
in my opinion, however, i believe it is the student posing the question to the teacher. i have asked it many times myself in highschool with no good answers to show for it. funny enough, i still don't care.
I'm mystified by that sardonic, one-eyebrow-raised look on the teacher's face... interesting. (perhaps I'm just easily confused today. Yeah. that's probably it.)
I vote for Librarian in my Pants, ovcoarse! But what about Party in the Woodwork? That sounds good. Sounds like it might even involve a ceramic cat or two.
and just because it's frowned upon, here are some poignant and relevant song lyrics to accompany the Find:
Why should I care?
'Cause you weren't there when I was scared.
I was so alone.
You, you need to listen!
I'm startin' to trip,
I'm losin' my grip
And I'm in this thing alone...
No teacher can answer this question? Really?
Wow. That right there sounds like apathy and resignation.
My first thought was that a teacher doodled this at an inservice workshop. Yep, it's almost that time of year again!
@Wow: You get very low marks for not reading attentively. Go back and read my comment. There is at least one teacher here, probably more.
"Wow attends Found regularly, but does not apply itself. It needs to give more attention to detail and make a greater effort to study materials presented before commenting."
Woodwork in my Pants, however, has a very hopeful ... uh ... flavor?
I'm a librarian. I have a party in my pants. It's my job.
Woodwork in my pants moved me to write. I think that woodwork in the teacher's pants could motivate the right students. Or woodwork in the students' pants could be distracting them from their caring. Or maybe I'm just infatuated with Librarian's woodwork?
Round of applause for the first-time writer!
I had a high school English teacher who always appeared to have woodwork in his pants.. we called him the penny collector.
Um. Yeah. Basil? I was commenting on the FIND, not on your comment. (which, by the way, I skipped, like I almost always do. Because, like you, I'm a judgenmental bitch.) So?
It was a delightfully poignant comment. Congratulations for illuminating the masses with your wisdumb and incite.
Wow Really? your right... no not really - oh wow..really? Pea in the Pod alert!
Can't we just all get along with librarian pants in the woodwork?
I think Woodwork in the Pants would work.
I asked myself this question at the end of teacher training, couldn't answer it, so got a job at Summerhill school. Can't wait for the start of term!
hmmmmmmm...angst...emo fo real tho!!!...the kid ain't sayin he cares not..he's struggling with too much caring..ummmm..yeah.i would bet that it goes something like this...memory lane, if you will...
30 minutes later, Todd met him in the library as planned...money and goods exchanged without incident..he put the acid on his tongue..he WOULD get to the bottom of this...he would also leave the library within 45 minutes due to a confusing compulsion to go to his locker..ignoring the bell for the next class..he would spend the rest of the day..looking for the library...