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My biology teacher ate tbh
Instead of a normal lesson she told us we're going to Kahoot the whole lesson :3
We all love her she's just such a queen
I just got my diploma. I officially have a Bachelor's degree and can become an English teacher. I also received a diploma which says I'm a German teacher as well. University is done, and now off to the world of employment. 😁
Только что получила диплом. Теперь у меня официально степень бакалавра, и я могу стать учителем английского языка. Я также получила, согласно которому я ещё и являюсь учителем немецкого. С универом покончено и теперь пора в мир трудоустройства. 😁
i drew “teacher” -from the girl from the other side- i think it went well, but i can’t shade for heck sooo
also i HIGHLY recommend reading it, i read aaaaall the way to chapter forty & am now waiting for more installments to the series, but the last 3-5? chapters had me crying a lot
i also would have drawn Shiva, but once i finished him i didn’t feel like drawing anymore as this took two days
"The way you talk sounds like you don't respect me!"
1: I don't
2:autism
i have a teacher kinda like this and i feel like she’s under appreciated
So, I’m taking U.S. History one and two over the summer at my community college, and the professor is this older white man. Naturally, this is history, and my first assumption walking in to the class is that I’m gonna be stuck listening to this guy drone on for two months of boredom. Great.
Within the first five minutes I knew I was wrong. So, so wrong.
“I don’t want you to be stuck memorizing dates,” he says. “I want you to know the story, the people, the conditions and reactions so that maybe we can all learn from past mistakes.” I was baffled. A history class that doesn’t require you to be able to rattle off dates? Not only that, there’s no homework and we don’t have to read the text book. The only things that are going to be on the test are things that come straight out of his mouth during class. He introduces himself, and proceeds to go around the room and greets every person one at a time. He will do this every day for the rest of the summer one and two semesters.
Then the lecture begins. I say lecture, but it feels more like story time in kindergarten. He begins to speak with such prose and personality that I forget this is a college course. He’s taken something that has so much potential to be mundane and turned it in to a book that I can’t put down. You bibliophiles know what I’m talking about. And then this glorious fucker ends the class in a mid-sentence cliffhanger.
Every class he carries on this way. It feels as if I’m there. Signing the Declaration, fighting against brothers in the Civil War, listening to FDR’s fireside chats, storming the beaches of Normandy… And he remains unbiased. He wants to make sure we see there’s two sides to every story; understand the conditions that lead to those reactions.
We took a test today, a week from our final exam. He goes around the room in his usual affable fashion, but rather than just ask how we’re doing, today he asks if there’s anything he can do for us. Most folks like myself say something along the lines of nothing, or I’m good. This girl next to me jokingly says, “You can buy me a coffee.”
“How much is it?” He asks.
“About five dollars.” She answers.
And without hesitation, this professor, this wonderful man with a love of teaching, and a love of his students, pulls out a fucking twenty dollar bill, hands it to her and just says “Go get your coffee, and bring me the change.” Then continues on his way like it’s nothing.
And it may be nothing. Maybe I’m blowing something small out of proportion. But in a world where it feels as if every class is just dragging you along in the gravel behind it, and the professors seem to just be going through the motions; to see someone actually do something kind and ask nothing in return is so refreshing and uplifting.
I don’t know. Maybe this is just a boring shit post, but I really needed to share my appreciation for this hero of a teacher. A teacher who after over 30 years of teaching is still happy with what he does.
tl;dr: Some teachers leave a long lasting impact on your life; change the way you think, the way you see the world. Appreciate them for what they are. The unsung heroes of a failing education system.
Just please leave me alone
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I have decided that I want to become a teacher and have also decided that on type first day I will scare the shit out of the new year 7’s starting at the school 😂
*first day of class and tiny year 7 students standing outside the room*
Me: *door bursts open marking the students jump* Everyone in and stand behind your chair *Smirks*
*students do as told*
Me: *as walking quickly towards the front of the class room makeing cardigan/cape blow in the wind* There will be no foolish pen clicking. In. This. Class. *turns to to class* I don’t expect many of you to know the exact science and art that is Music, but there can be a select few who have a small understanding. I can teach you how to capture the ears and insnare the mind. I can teach you how to write and compose. Music is a powerful tool it could lighten the darkest of moods and would even in extrem cases put a stopper in death!
My teacher took one look, turned around, and walked out of there. I was trying to make it slanted.
The teacher nopes out of helping out. I flipped up so badly trying to create a square with a slanted plane on Inventor that Sanders looked at it, turned around, and walked away.
I really wanted to draw the teacher in this position. Hope you like it❤
Cum to my office immediately, lil one.
First post!!! Anyway this is a wip that I may never finish but I really like of teacher from the girl from the other side!! I love this man sm you don’t understand
Richard was an eighteen year old high school student. He was smart. Good looking. He knew how to use his body. Especially his ass to get what he wanted. He would always tease but never go all the way. But used what he had to blackmail anyone to get what he wants. Richard would be his match in Mr. Reynolds his overweight English teacher. He was 49 years old. And secretly lusted after the red headed twink. Reynolds had called Richard in after school. Letting him know that he wasn’t going to pass and not be able to graduate. Richard knew that Reynolds wanted him. And said to him. “Let me pass your class” while rubbing his dick through his pants. Reynolds knew this was wrong. But aggressively turned the boy around pulled down Richard’s shorts and underwear. “Wait” Richard said. “Not here.” “Someone might walk in.” Reynold’s not completely naked with a hard 6. Inch dick said. “No one is here.” “It’s just in you and me Richard.” With that. Reynolds fucked the twink barebacked taking away his virginity. That he was saving for his boyfriend on their prom night. With nothing to blackmail Reynolds with. He had to continue taking Reynolds dick until he graduated and Reynolds fucked Richard on his prom night. Before his boyfriend fucked him. Giving Reynolds a lot of satisfaction
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Not the usual schoolgirl...
Imagine you're in class. Wearing your short red skirt, your white blouse, slightly open.. No bra. No panties. Your new teacher, in his late 20s very tall, slim, nice beard and edgy jaw gave the class a task to work on.. You're in the back of the class so it takes sometime till he reaches your desk when walking around.. Accidentally you drop your pen as he's in front of your table.. The moment he bends down to get it you spread your legs slightly, showing him that you're not wearing panties.. And instantly you can see a buldge forming in his pants.. For the rest of the hour hes not taking his eyes off of you.. And while every one else is working on their assignment, you start reaching with one hand under the table, stroking your legs and lap, every time he looks at you. The bell rings, everyone is leaving, except you. He walks over to you you, looking you in the eyes.. Your hand already under your skirt, touching yourself, your pussy already wet.. "What are you doing young woman?".. "why don't you have a look for yourself sir?". You push the chair back, and lift one leg on the table. Showing him how you're touching yourself.. His cock is hard instantly. He walks over drops to his knees and starts kissing and licking your wet pussy.. As his tounge is swirling around your clit, and his hands grab your legs, you hear yourself say "sir, I want to feel you inside me".. He pulls out his hard cock, lifts you up, pushes you against the wall and slides his cock deep inside your tight wet pussy.. Both of us start moaning, as my cock slides in and out.. Your nipples are getting harder, as you wrap your arms around me.. Suddenly you hear me say "So you're the school slut fucking every guy you can get huh? Are you a filthy cumslut as well?".. You pretend to look shocked, and slap me across the face, as you do that I push you harder against the wall and keep pounding your pussy.. "Don't you dare call me a slut!" you start to fight me, but the more you fight, the harder my cock pushes into you.. Eventually you manage to push me back, I fall backwards on the large table.. Immediately you slap my cock once, before you start riding it.. Your hand now wrapped around my throat, your pussy bouncing up and down on my huge cock.. "nobody calls me a slut! Understood?".. You slap my face again as you keep riding me.. Touching your clit at the same time, you get closer and closer to orgasm.. Your hand around my throat gets firm, as you start shaking, cumming all over my hard cock, while you feel it pulsating and blowing my cum deep inside you.. As we calm down you put on a smile, lift your hips, move up and without me being able to do anything about it, you start riding my face.. My cum and your juices dripping all over my face.. "who's the filthy pathetic slut now huh? Eating his own cum from a young schoolgirls pussy"...you use my face, smearing my cum all over it, all the way until you have a second orgasm.. That's when you get up, my face full of our cum.. "From now on I only get the best grades.. If not, I'm gonna fuck you again, and make you wear my panties afterwards.. Good luck explaining that to your wife when you get home..".. You turn around and leave me there half naked on the table.. Face, full of our cum..
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Sometimes I wonder why all shit that we have to deal with is either irrelevant or not relevant enough.
We have so many problems, but when teenagers talk about t it’s like „You have a good life you don’t have to worry about a thing“
But when we have a bad grade we get shit about it, but as soon as we talk about it’s irrelevant and nothing we should worry about that much.
But when we talk about politics and try to understand world wide crises we are to young and shouldn’t worry about it but about school
Please just decide, shall we have a voice about this stuff, or shall we bitch about school or is it annoying too?
This FIRST Robotics season I joined forces with BlueDevil Press to live report on the Duluth Robotics Regional. BlueDevil Press is a collaboration of three teams to give an unbiased view of the robotics world to the community. As a part project mentor part alumna I helped edit articles, devise interview questions and follow beats. For the Duluth Regional we crafted a wrap around the Duluth News Tribune, submitted four articles to the paper and published eight articles on the BlueDevil Press blog. Some of the stories include...
"Starting ’em Young" - Kindergartners visit the FIRST Robotics Regional
"FIRST President Don Bossi Interview" - FIRST (For Inspiration and Recognition of Science and Technology) President shares he visions for the future of robotics
"Phoenix Robotics" - A norm busting robotics team
"A “FEARless” Season" - Overcoming disaster, robot drove off the stage during community demo
Wrap around the Duluth News Tribune. Part program part “What is robotics?”
Following the competition I visited the Kindergarten class that took a field trip to watch the robots. We reviewed the robotics challenge reveal video one more time, then they were challenged to build a robot of their own out of odd materials. Students were given googly eyes (cameras), clothes pins (robot defense manipulators), pom poms (boulders), foam (robot structure), construction paper (robot field) and pipe cleaners (aluminum rods). I expected the students to glue their creations down on provided construction paper but instead they made the robots 3-D! Folding and building their robots like a diorama recreating the scenes they saw at the competition. Every time I give a class a design challenge I am amazed by what they imagine!
Robot shooting a boulder into a tower.
WAYS TO GET INVOLVED
Watch FIRST robotics competitions live every Thursday to Saturday until May 1st, 2016.
Support your local FIRST Robotics team. Teams often have their own website and 501c3 so you can donate to them. Find them here.
Visit a classroom and read a book, teach some coding, talk about your career. Teachers will love the extra prep time and students love a fresh perspective.
Pit area where teams work on their robot between matches.