People over 35 should be dead

[Afraid_of_Fish]

haha, that brings up another point, though. Hypocritical teachers(no offense)....

 

[The Kraken]

Rich wrote:

"I'm sure a lot of these mistakes are simple typos, but I've actually seen equipment manuals IN PRINT saying things like "Take you tool AB123..."... I'm not talking about poorly translated manuals out of the Orient either... I'm talking about US companies and products with otherwise good documentation."

Hey, Rich, that's because that particular tech writer came from The Bronx . . .

 

[Foo]

As a public school teacher, I work hard to motivate all my students, and my Special Ed students are no exception. My desk has a sign that holds my philosophy of education: "My teacher thought I was smarter than I was. So I was." I expect the best from each student, and they in turn tend to learn.

Part of the blame for the curve lies with the state required testing. Students in Special Ed have their own standards to meet. They are not counted in the "school report card" in the same way as the general education group. Therefore I have seen some of these students fall between the cracks in classrooms where the teacher is not conscientious, or too is nerve-wracked trying to get all the other students to pass state-mandated tests. It is a tough position to be in for both teacher and student, as teachers are required by law to provide the student's modifications. But my students with modifications are pressed to outperform, because I refuse to set the mark too low. It's amazing what a little love and support can do for a student.

Foo
Official Thread Hijacker

 

[Afraid_of_Fish]

As a public school teacher, I work hard to motivate all my students, and my Special Ed students are no exception. My desk has a sign that holds my philosophy of education: "My teacher thought I was smarter than I was. So I was." I expect the best from each student, and they in turn tend to learn.

Part of the blame for the curve lies with the state required testing. Students in Special Ed have their own standards to meet. They are not counted in the "school report card" in the same way as the general education group. Therefore I have seen some of these students fall between the cracks in classrooms where the teacher is not conscientious, or too is nerve-wracked trying to get all the other students to pass state-mandated tests. It is a tough position to be in for both teacher and student, as teachers are required by law to provide the student's modifications. But my students with modifications are pressed to outperform, because I refuse to set the mark too low. It's amazing what a little love and support can do for a student.

Foo
Official Thread Hijacker

Special Need students should be in seperate classes. My sister is a special needs student who is in a regular classroom, and i can tell you that she gets nothing out of her classes. They should have seperate classes designed specifically for children like them, and the classes should be small (no more than 13 students). Also, the MCAS should have a spinn-off version for the SPED kids. Okay I'm going to stop now before I really get started on a rant lolz.

 

[Foo]

Some of my special needs students go to their own class for Math, which is what I teach and some other classes (depending on the student and their particular strengths/weaknesses). But there are some that I am afraid will fall too far behind if they are not in my class instead of the special one, so I guess it really depends on the teacher/student/situation. I'm sorry that your sister's needs are not being met. I don't know anything about MA law, but there should be something that can be done about it before it's too late. Good luck and let me know if I can help.

 

[jbichsel]

There was a time from July 1976 until October 1976, that I and my family lived in a military GP medium tent, in Montana. Sure, we had 100 acres of land, but no house. I was just beginning my freshman year of high school, so the bus would pull up in front of our tent.
We took out daily baths in the Bitterroot River, our 'facilities' was a log back in the trees. We hauled water for drinking, cooking from the neighbors livestock well a mile away.
Cooking was done on a Coleman white-gas stove, homework by Coleman white-gas lanterns.
Our livestock consisted of 200 head of Columbia sheep, 10 horses, 2 cows, chickens, Guinea hens and a couple of peacock, 3 cats and 3 dogs.
We always had clean clothes, clean bodies, went to church, played baseball, basketball, football, track.
Finally, when we were regularly having morning ice on the INSIDE of the tent, we got a 14' x 70' mobile home!

I was raised poor, but had more wealth than most millionaires. Wouldn't trade it one bit. And there weren't any lawyers, politicians or do-gooders trying to put my parents in jail.

 

[sea nmf]

I grew up in Auburn, Washington. The strawberry farms employed children (usually ages 11-13) to pick the crop after the school year ended. Most of us would eat strawberries as we picked them. We ingested a lot of pesticides. My immune system is quite stellar, probably as a result!

 

[seakdivers]

You know what's really fun??

Check out any thread that is over two pages long.

Read the first post, then click to the last page and read the last post.... my how we digress.... lol

I guess it's all in the spirit of the discussion

 

[SHARKBAIT94]

its funny I’m only 28 and I can remember doing all same stuff every one is talking about. Coming home way after the street lights came on and my mom standing on the porch with a switch. Playing with true m-80's you know digging a hole in the ground cover the m-80 up just till the fuse was sticking out of the ground lighted and watch the ground blow sky high. bb gun fights roman candle fights yeah we got a little burn or sting here and their and tackle football with no pads or jumping our bikes down flights of stairs and daring each other to try it. When we played man hunt or flash light tag the whole three or four blocks were the play zone and no one cared not even the police. Getting stuck playing house cause one of the girls wanted you to and you had a hidden crush on her and she would give you the doll and you drop kicked it cause she made you hold it. Building a go cart with an old lawn mower engine and who cared if it stopped figure that part out later. Cuts bumps and bruises were part of growing up they were toughies to boys. Taking your g.I Joes and setting them up in the back yard and then blow them up with firecrackers you found in your fathers closet walking in the woods and find honey suckles and stop and enjoy a couple dozen. Crap apple fights breaking sticks and pretend they were swords or guns. War in the woods with all he kids in the neighborhood. Taking chlorine from the pool shed and crushing it up and mix it with rubbing alcohol in soda bottle and run like hell or mixing gas with ivory snow chunks and bam home made napalm I mean I can remember mischief night when the worst thing we did was toilet paper a car and soap and back then we thought that was so bad. I can even remember dog poop in the paper bag trick Halloween night we had no curfew we did not have to worry about nothing. The best was making a potato cannon and flaming tennis ball cannon. Some one mentioned smacking 22's with a hammer (guilty) taking fire crackers apart and collecting all the powder and making a really cool one with a big bang it never really worked but the flash and fire and smoke were cool enough. Smacking bees nest with sticks or bats or bb guns and running away and who ever got stung lost (literally.) Just being bored or maybe plan the day to go the pond and fish for hours on end with hot dogs, corn and buns and come back for dinner and moms mad because she can’t find the hot dogs and buns hehe I still never told her. Baseball in the back yard and we always said aw mom we won’t break no windows and sure is the day is long crash bang the ball either went through your window our your neighbors and even if you didn‘t do it you knew your butt was mud. The snow was the best wait till the snow plows came down your street and make a big mound of snow and getting a big spoon or flower shovel and dig a hole to get in and a window to throw snow balls out of and you and your buddy only had ten minutes to complete your fort before you got bombarded from the other fort with snow or slush balls. When the snow plow came back again both sides would stop and bombard the snow plow and the drivers would get out and throw snowballs at you. Or wait till the postal truck or car came by and bumper skied. Taking your skate board no helmet at that time and finding the biggest hill in town and see who could ride it down with out falling. One of my personal favorites rebuilding a bike cause your was too new and mom or dad would tan your back side if they found out you took your new bike and rode it off the docks in the river or pond. Getting my butt stung by my mom cause I was playing on the roof and jumped down cause the good humor truck was about four blocks away and land in the bushes to break my fall just to get money for a ice cream bar and come back with my friends and she be waiting for me cause she saw the bush. Dodge ball who will ever forget that game the weak were the first to go and only the strong stand and the gym teacher would say build up your body a little bit more and you will do fine. Or chasing girls around the play ground and if we catch then we kiss them. Catch and kiss what a great game to bad my kids won't be able to take part in that. It may be construed as a child showing tendency for rape. Back then we were just "boys being boys" and my kids my son will never know the fun of doing this kind of mischievous fun. Or what it means to sit out side on the porch with his friends and think of games or something to do because they are bored. Funny like I said I’m only 28 and I kind of feel bad for kids today they will never know the innocent fun they are missing out on cause today what we did yes it was stupid and dumb and brainless but we all pretty much made it out alive and in tacked. We learned life’s lessons painful at times but it was a lesson well learned. At the same time I have to blame the parents of today YOU KNEW THE FUN AND THE DANGER OF GROWING UP AS A KID. AS MUCH AS WE /YOU WOULD LIKE TO PROTECT YOUR CHILD YOU ARE ALSO MAKING THEM WEAK AND LAZY. THEY RELY ON GAGETS AND COMPUTERS FOR FUN AND ENJOYMENT. THEY HAVE LOST THE LITTLE THING CALLED IMAGINATION, ITS AN ART THAT’S LOST A SKILL THAT IS NEEDED. IF A TOY DON’T PLUG IN OR USE BATTERIES AND KIDS HAVE TO USE A LITTLE BIT OF THEIR IMAGINATION THEN THEY STARE AT IT LIKE ITS STRANGE AND WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH IT. GOD FORBID SOMETHING HAPPENS TO OUR CHILD INSTEAD OF PROTECTING THEM OR SMACKING THEIR BUTT FOR GETTING HURT INSTEAD YOU CHOSE TO SUE. WHAT LESSON IS THAT? IT’S SHOWS IF THINGS GO WRONG DON’T GET A BANDAID GET A LAWYER. I’m sorry for my little rant but as I sit here and remember all the fun times I had with my friends as a child only as smart as what life taught me. I sit here and get a little upset cause we as adult are truly robbing our children our future of a lesson called life.
Good night to all

 

[miketsp]

THEY HAVE LOST THE LITTLE THING CALLED IMAGINATION, ITS AN ART THAT’S LOST A SKILL THAT IS NEEDED. IF A TOY DON’T PLUG IN OR USE BATTERIES AND KIDS HAVE TO USE A LITTLE BIT OF THEIR IMAGINATION THEN THEY STARE AT IT LIKE ITS STRANGE AND WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH IT.

Reminds me when my boy was about 2 years old and we bought this toy, battery operated, barking dog. Anyway he pulled the dog out of the cardboard box and we turned it on.
He watched it barking & sitting for about 2 minutes, then put it to one side. He then played with the nicely coloured cardboard box every day for the next 3 months until it fell to pieces.
At least kids continue to be born with imagination.