I have been busy today. While teaching about polymers (*big yawn*), I've been getting my Year 10 classes to make "silly putty" out of PVA glue and borax solution....but this does not make for a peaceful and uneventful lesson...
...the stuff bounces...
...and now I'm pretty much pooped! No more blogging for today... I'll be back tomorrow.
4 comments:
Hope no one o-D'd on you with the glue. Let me guess: You can throw an eraser with dead-on accuracy from 50 feet away. [Or is that too UN-PC today?]
o-D'd??
...I like the idea of the eraser (I assume you mean one of the big board erasers? Over here we call them "rubbers") ...but throwing them is frowned upon. The school doesn't like having to buy new ones.
(And yes, I do know what Americans call rubbers!!!)
;-D
Sorry, -- Overdosed. "O-D'd"
Yeah, one of those board erasers - [I think I'd giggle if I used "rubbers" though, technically "rubbers" in the plural, can also mean galoshes, especially when the plural is used by grade school nuns and the high school kids weren't around. However, "A" rubber -- well, yes...., though I don't knew if nuns knew that or not.]
I can remember in 8th grade Mr. Crocus nailed Richard Hess, who sat right in front of me, smack in the middle of his chest one day when Richard was starting to goof around when Mr. Crouse was writing at the board. The teacher turned and pegged him with the eraser in one, smooth motion. He laughed, and frankly, so did Richard, who was so stunned by the brazen, no-nonsense "don't mess with me, I don't give a damn what you tell your parents, PC will not rear its ugly head for at least 15 more years" look that Richard "cut that **** out" and started paying attention. Richard admired the throw which went over the labratory top, circled twice around two students in front of him, and still managed to nail him.
"They'd" probably make a federal case out of it now, and it would be "film at 11."
In my Chemistry lessons we made stinkbombs. Unfortunately other than the fun side of it I don't think I learnt much as I only got a B at GCSE...but I do remember thinking that Chemistry was super fun!
(our schoolkid slang had all kinds of anatomical meanings for everyday words - rubbers, pencils, you name it. Kids!)
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