Monday, August 10, 2009

Little Dwayne and Brittany

In Scotchland we are one week away from the little dears going back to school and in general the adult populace will breathe a huge sigh of relief. I'm glad but realise that schooldays are not the best days of your life.

I have two nephews (actually many more but these two I like) and in the next few years as they are clever and not aggresive monsters they will probably be bullied by the slope brow brigade. Now it will be no surprise that yeah I was bullied but looking back If I had half a backbone or a clue back then it would have happened once and once only.
Uncle Mex has oft told the tale of the compass...and I couldn't repeat
it lol

My nephews will be fine. I know this as they may be the two sharpest people on the planet.

The biggest bullies back then were the teachers, with all the connotations of "The Wall" they seemed to inflict pain where they could and I know why they did.

Fear - I have taught and Jeez it was scary - sacks of uncontrolled hormones vying with each other to be alpha male and some plonker is asking them to do things they aren't capable of?
Danger! Taking one of the shaved monkey-kin out into the hall to explain that I knew he didn't want to be there (It was a class composed of scum the brew had told had to do something or they'd get no cash) but some of the people in the class might get in to "real" college if they could get through without disturbance. (they couldn't)

As the little fucker sneered and told me he couldn't give a toss I being a sane man withheld the urge to throttle the punk (just) but i also realised that if he wanted to attack me he had a horde of scum backing him up - I had no other teacher or adult within 50 yards...
the thin red line?

The powers that be... as so truthfully portrayed in the recent Torchwood might just have had a point... Aliens appear, demand 10% of our kids... well you would give away the aggressive fuckwit 10% hell I think we could manage 40% easily and by give away I don't mean give away....cull.

oh ok to the salt mines!

And homework ffs! If you can't teach what you need to within school hours then you are a apish teacher - let the kids have the 2 or 3 hours they get each night during the week to themselves.

That ok for a first post Birthday Boy?

3 comments:

Uncle Mex said...

Good man, now that's what I'm talking about! A nicely controlled rant about the imminent horror of mixing with the rest of the human race for the first time in an uncontrolled environment.

Ahhhh, it doesn't half make the spine go all a-tingly thinking back to finding out for the very first time that the fellow animals in the pen are just an endless parade of vile, vile bastards right from the off, in full, uncensored "glory", before the veneer of civilization has been applied to their inchoate nappers in earnest...

Uncle Mex is, of course, deeply touched (steady!) by your youngling's upcoming predicament given that Mexy only just left school himself a year or two back... (stop that sniggering class, at once!)

Uncle Mex said...

BTW, the Blogger editor word wraps you doddery old git! Was going to edit for you but, feckit, it's my barfday, DIY ya bastid !!! :-)

iKon said...

Stuff you old man! Any idiot can see it's meant to be read in the style of the Blessed Shatner!

Looking good for the 22nd - Rick thinks he can make it.