Teacher Appreciation Week
 

I just found out...ugh! I'm stepping out the door in 30 mins. Gotta think of something real quick so I can get it while on the road. What y'all do for Teacher Appreciation week?

Wait, should this be in parenting? Well, whatever..sorry. I'm in a hurry. :p

(I may have told this one just recently)

I remember fondly my 7th grade chemistry teacher, who explained the workings of the world in a way I had never seen before.

Halfway through the year, in response to me pushing a classmate's books off the desk - we were just having fun - he ran to where I was, and slapped me in the face so hard I fell off my chair.

Of course, he wouldn't have done this if I weren't the smallest and weakest male in the class. This solidified the bullies' approach to me, and set me up for the worst year of my life.

It also made certain I had no further interest in his subject.

Thank you, Dr. Kip Bollinger.

If the teachers union were on a treadmill...

It's a huge thing at our school. They do homemade pies for all the teachers one day, bring in masage therapists to give chair massages another. Breakfast one day, lunch another, a noteboard where anyone can leave post-its saying nice things about the teachers, people bring in lightly-used books they enjoyed for teachers to choose from. And then individual classes sometime do something When I was class rep, I had the students all bring in a flower or blossom from their garden to make a huge bouquet...

Would steak and a bj be inappropriate these days?

A quarter bag of primo with dust. Oh don't forget to include the DARE officer too

Argh.

In the staffroom, just before Easter. A colleague was taking about what to get her husband for their anniversary. He's one of these scrupulous men who always remember.

"Wouldn't a steak and blowjob do?" was so nearly out of my mouth, for a second I thought I'd said it.

I need to write lines:
The staffroom is not the Cellar
The staffroom is not the Cellar
The staffroom is not the Cellar
The staffroom is not the Cellar

(except Ctrl C & V diminish the gravitas)

Yes, I slipped up with Thor's teacher and sub teacher (another parent in the class) the other day. Acknowledged a double entendre that should have been let lie. Fortunately he's young and usually human.

It's not Teacher Appreciation Week here, but if it was I'd like to acknowledge:

Mrs Hastings - developed a love of poetry in me when I was only nine. Told my Mum I would grow into a woman that stopped men in their track ( a real reach for a scabby little tomboy who already had self-esteem issues)

Mrs Waterfall - such a kind and caring soul. Gave me the cuddles I craved and treated me as if I was special.

Mrs Mortain-Cogar - taught me for two years, was a native French speaker and gave me a flawless accent (I've been told) although I retain almost nothing of the vocabulary now.

Mrs Collinge-Hill - recognised me immediately. I have no idea how. I'd been at school six weeks and she gave me a reading in the school carol concert. I was a 2nd year - readings weren't given to anyone lower than the 5th year. And then cast me as Mustardseed in A Midsummer Night's Dream. Cutting lines from other people and giving them to me. She could be a sarcastic bitch, but she used to give me a lift home after late rehearsals, or get someone else to do so. For my first year at the Floyd I had more friends amongst the teachers than the pupils.

And just to add - I was in the town's only independent off-licence at lunchtime, looking for something unusual for Dad. I got him a bottle of Makers' Mark in the end - not common in this country. Anyway, seconds after I'd entered, Katelynn burst in. I volunteered in her class last school year.

(I was so pleased I wasn't reeling about the place looking for tramp-juice)
We had a hug and she told me why she was in town (eating al fresco practically next door - I'd waloked past her oblivious) and I told her I was looking for a present for my Daddy.

My word. Working with children is amazing.

My teachers sucked teh donkey balls. They all felt like the enemy and I was an A-grade student. but bullied. Mr Boyle the biology teacher was OK. But that's about it. The teachers at my kids school, however, rock, in the main. I won't name them though.

Tulip, something made/personal to the kid in question that won't last forever is often a winner. Like help your nephew make cookies. Maybe get some alphabet cookie cutters and spell out the teacher's name?

Or a $10-$20 gift card to a book store.

My nephew has six teachers...yeah, six! One main teacher, 3 PE teachers, one art and one music. I think they all should be appreciated. Anyways, thanks, Monster, for your ideas. I really like your cookie idea of spelling out the teacher's name. :)

cool, thanks. Our kids also have many teachers (we're community oriented), that's why we approach is as a school rather than individually.

Does the school have a mascot/logo? Maybe you could do cookies based on that??

Whiskey.

And valium, but that is best administered to the kids.

I have access to at least 6 Bacardi party favors, with ribbons tied on it and everything. I think they'll appreciated it. :D :lol: