An ode to the commode of learning!

[gijoe1313]

Here I sit broken hearted,
class full of kids,
(Mostly retarded)
Pushing and pulling
Getting learning into their skulls
Really, who am I fooling?
Failure takes it toll
Spotty and off task
No worries for future fears
Hiding my concern behind a mask
Tests will all end in tears
Yet some are good
Yet some are kind
Others, thick as wood
Others, yet to do serious time
Graffiti bound spirals
Neglected loners
Bullying makes life a trial
Teenaged lads getting boners
Chattering away
Losing their day
Most learning going astray
Once more into the fray!

Gawd I love the smell of brains frying in the morning,
It smells like learning!

Ignore my rant and rave, just needed something to while away whilst my earstwhile year 12s try and get on with their learning activities!

[McJim]

Teach 'em how to rebuild 2T top ends dude.

[Edbear]

Stop playing on the computer and get back to work!!!!

[Trudes]

*tear trickles down my cheek* That was beautiful. *sniff*

[tri boy]

Cane the lot of em.

[avgas]

bullshit your using a tablet in the toilet

[yungatart]

That nicely sums up life for an educator in "Tomorrow's Schools"...sometimes I wonder why I bother, other times I get a real good laugh....

[PrincessBandit]

Mwahahahahaha. Oh shite, you said year 12's. Not Pete's class! please tell me it wasn't....

[gijoe1313]

Teach 'em how to rebuild 2T top ends dude.

No fear there, they are all obsessed with Rotary engines, less moving bits to worry about y'see! Oh we should all be so fun and fancy free!

Stop playing on the computer and get back to work!!!!

Your taxpayers dollars at work, made for me to duck and shirk, on gubbermint supplied equipment, I surf KB while I am able! Now shall I list it on a 'tardme sale?

*tear trickles down my cheek* That was beautiful. *sniff*

A rose by any name shall smell so sweet
but that which is faeces is still brown by name
oh, this period I hang my head in shame,
Can any show signs of learning feat?
Lo! Light yonder shines!
Its almost 3.20 time!

Cane the lot of em.

I bring back the bash, do the damage with my dictionary, smacking heads and walloping hands, where did I put my S&M lash?

bullshit your using a tablet in the toilet

I need a tablet to take for my head pains, I wish to stuff some jumped up idiots in the toilet drain!

That nicely sums up life for an educator in "Tomorrow's Schools"...sometimes I wonder why I bother, other times I get a real good laugh....

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
Yet in the back, a learner leans and farts,
Tarry not long in their nooks of cigarettes,
Most seem to suffer from bouts of Tourettes
Such a chore to weed them all,
Push them out, through life's doors!

Mwahahahahaha. Oh shite, you said year 12's. Not Pete's class! please tell me it wasn't....

You dwell and dote on your child man,
With his feet up on seats
And casual with his nefarious plans
"sir to the library with me?" he bleats;
With relish I pull the rug 'neath his feet
"Nay, not today young manling"
"For you have response for assessment to meet!"


... and for nonce the time I bid thee adieu,
my swansong as an educator past due,
I huff and I puff and forfeit what to do,
but I shall rather throw my leg over
and ride till half past two!