Things need to change

Nothing like getting a certified education that allows you to be guaranteed ignorant. Then have the chance to raise more just like you. To say things are in a sad state of affairs is not quite covering it. But I guess whom ever is left will will be the ones to changes things again. And you wonder why people go and live in the mountains or else where to be secluded from society.

Maybe we can change the anchor thread in to how to be a recluse in paradise ...
 
Another gem that I have heard about the local highschool here is that they are not allowed to assign homework. Multiple sources have confirmed this.
 
Jmangus22 said:
Another gem that I have heard about the local highschool here is that they are not allowed to assign homework. Multiple sources have confirmed this.
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That’s so the kids don’t have to listen how their parents did 4 hours of homework a night. :)
 
Jmangus22 said:
Another gem that I have heard about the local highschool here is that they are not allowed to assign homework. Multiple sources have confirmed this.
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Excellent life skill if that student becomes an executive.

Boss - “I’ll need that report in the morning to present to the board. This will be a game changer for the company”

Student who didn’t have to do homework - “Sorry, I’m off at 5pm - you’ll just have to do it yourself”
 
Golfman25 said:
Nah. The local folks are a lot of the problem.

We have to get out of this “self esteem” crap and everyone gets a trophy. Sometimes you just suck. Deal with it.
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The only reason local folks are the problem, is because they can make decisions about how "someone else" is teaching their kids and because "someone else" is paying for it.

Make THEM responsible for THEIR kids. If THEY want good teachers in THEIR schools then THEY should attract and support those teachers.

The state can supply the basic building (and operating costs) and pay the average rate for a teacher. If the LOCAL folks want more than that, they are welcome to add whatever they feel comfortable doing, either via sweat equity or coughing up some cash.
 
Halfhitch said:
I remember the principal's office in my high school in Idaho, in the early '60s, had a little ante-room right off his office that had glass in the wall so he could see right in there from his desk. That room had a 2x6 for a bench. It was mounted up tight against the wall so you couldn't get your butt cheeks on it cause it was too narrow. The first five minutes wasn't bad but after awhile it was a struggle and hurt like hell. It made you really want to stand up. Well, if you did something that caused you to get sent to him for punishment, he would ask you if you wanted swats with his paddle, it hung on his wall behind his chair, or would you rather sit in the "waiting room" for 30 minutes. The paddle was a 3/4 inch piece of cedar about 3 inches wide with a nice handle whittled on one end. Depending on what infraction the teacher had conveyed to "Chrome Dome" 'er the principal, you might be up for 3 swats or 5 or whatever was deemed the rectifying number. The odd thing was whatever number of swats you had coming the principal always ask if you wanted the same 30 minutes or whatever the number of whacks, so of course you would choose the waiting room. The kicker came when after you gladly chose sitting in the waiting room for 30 minutes, he let on that the deal was if you didn't stay seated for the whole 30 minutes you still got the whacks. The man had done his homework on torture and on psychology. Looking back on it, it was Genius.
When your ass got to aching so bad you thought you could maybe just lift your butt a little to get some relief and you looked over through that glass at the storm trooper, he was always starring right back at you. Great memories there.
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My Freshman English teacher had a cut down canoe paddle he used to deliver "swats". He had even drilled holes in the paddle to make it more aerodynamic. I was late to class after gym class one too many times. He called me to the front of the classroom and said "Mr. Smith bend over and grab your ankles". That was not a phrase you wanted to hear with your name in front of it. He swung full force and caught me right across the hamstrings. Hurt like a sonofabitch. I jumped up and yelled "Jesus Christ" (this was a private Catholic school) and he said "Mr. Smith would you like another". I said no sir. That was the first and last time I got the paddle. I was never late for any class again. Like it or not, corporal punishment is effective.
 
A WTF discovery from north of the border……
“When a student in a Calgary Grade 6 class came out as transgender this year, the teacher made one thing clear to the other pupils: they mustn’t let slip their classmate’s new gender identity to her parents. The couple was not yet aware of the change.”
https://nationalpost.com/news/schools-consent-transgender-gender-transition
 
When I was in community college there was a kid that sat beside me in my database management class. He would sit and play games on his computer the whole class then ask me how do do the homework. He also got to have a tutor sit with him during his tests in a private room. Sad to think that kid graduated with the same degree I had but knowing he would be a big problem with his future employers.

BTW-I never helped him with homework
 
As to the 6 year old who shot his teacher--

In WA (and probably most other states) a child under the age of 8 is presumed innocent because they do not have the mental capacity to determine if their act is a crime. Children between 8 and 12 there is no presumption of innocence made. Children over the age of 12 are presumed to know that their actions may be criminal in nature.

With that 6 year old, his parents should be hung.
 
At 6yo both my son and daughter had shot handguns for a couple years already. They both had seen animals shot/killed/gutted. They knew guns and bows/arrows weren't toys. I'd take my son to my deer stands, he witnessed bow and gun kills. The first time my son saw a deer kill he was young enough that he couldn't say 'shoot'...he'd say 'hoot'. They're 42 and 49 now, they have no interest in hunting or guns, but they do know what they can do and how to handle them.
 
highslice said:
My Freshman English teacher had a cut down canoe paddle he used to deliver "swats". He had even drilled holes in the paddle to make it more aerodynamic. I was late to class after gym class one too many times. He called me to the front of the classroom and said "Mr. Smith bend over and grab your ankles". That was not a phrase you wanted to hear with your name in front of it. He swung full force and caught me right across the hamstrings. Hurt like a sonofabitch. I jumped up and yelled "Jesus Christ" (this was a private Catholic school) and he said "Mr. Smith would you like another". I said no sir. That was the first and last time I got the paddle. I was never late for any class again. Like it or not, corporal punishment is effective.
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In my grade school the principal had a home made paddle hanging on the wall by his desk. Some of my friends got the paddle, it was a two room school, no matter where you were you could hear the smacks. My friends would come back, usually crying. Man, no way I wanted any of that, never did either. Same with getting your mouth washed out with soap.

There were a couple things that weren't right I think, but in the end I don't think it really damaged anyone. The one teacher, Mrs Wendt, she was mean, always hitting our hands with a ruler but the thing she took joy in was making us skip recess and force us to sit there, she wouldn't let us go to the bathroom...some kids peed there pants while sitting at their desk.

The other was Ms Castle, she said 'if your going to act like babies then I'll treat you like babies'...one time she took my buddies Pat and Steve into the bathroom, stripped them, and put cloth diapers on with safety pins. She brought them back into the classroom that way, naked except for the diaper.

Ms Castle was nice sometime though. Some days I'd wear my twin six shooter to class, she'd say 'Woody, if you keep doing all that shooting in class you won't have any ammo left for recess'. I hadn't thought of that, I liked her to telling me.
 
km1125 said:
Won't change until/unless you get local control back into the schools, so that LOCAL FOLKS make the decisions...
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They ARE the problem where my wife teaches.
Just a SLIGHT bit of nepotism may be happening:mad::mad:
 
Woody said:
In my grade school the principal had a home made paddle hanging on the wall by his desk. Some of my friends got the paddle, it was a two room school, no matter where you were you could hear the smacks. My friends would come back, usually crying. Man, no way I wanted any of that, never did either. Same with getting your mouth washed out with soap.
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In our school system (back in the day) teachers in elementary school didn't give hacks. In junior high they were passed out like candy. All the shop classes, my math class, gym class. I got to where I thought my buns had targets on them. In gym class I got along well with the instructor and he'd give me a hack before class got started, then I could be a smartass throughout the class. Sometimes they were just taps but other times he really laid into me.

Looking back on things, they hurt at the moment but probably helped shape me into the man I am today. For whatever that's worth.

For the record, my kids got hacks for two things...lying and stealing. Very few times did they get hacks. They learned, and isn't that the whole purpose?
 
The gym teachers (coaches and study hall /lunch room monitors) used the paddle. The one coach was ex Navy… “Grab your ankles Meatball!”

I only committed an offense once and learned….
 
Gofirstclass said:
In our school system (back in the day) teachers in elementary school didn't give hacks. In junior high they were passed out like candy. All the shop classes, my math class, gym class. I got to where I thought my buns had targets on them. In gym class I got along well with the instructor and he'd give me a hack before class got started, then I could be a smartass throughout the class. Sometimes they were just taps but other times he really laid into me.

Looking back on things, they hurt at the moment but probably helped shape me into the man I am today. For whatever that's worth.

For the record, my kids got hacks for two things...lying and stealing. Very few times did they get hacks. They learned, and isn't that the whole purpose?
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I got it in 7th grade when we lived in Ohio. Mrs Hazel….a stout German lady who had a Dodge Lil Red Wagon and was the dean.

Friends and I got into an eraser fight after recess, then we decided to throw them at students coming into the class. Mrs. Weisenburger our teacher (Mrs. WeisenBOOBs) caught us and sent us down to Mrs Hazel. We knew what was in store.

For years the seniors made Mrs Hazel decorative paddles. When you sat down in her office, the walls were covered in paddles. Long of the short of it, we had to pick our paddles to get smacked with while bent over a chair. I vividly remember picking a dark blue one with daisies. You never picked the one that had holes drilled into it. ;)
 
Oh, this gets better. My original news post said the kid was 12. Wrong. He was 6! You got that? 6 farking years old….

Police Chief Steve Drew said a 6-year-old boy shot and wounded the teacher with a handgun in a first-grade classroom. The child was later taken into police custody. Drew said the shooting was not accidental and was part of an altercation. No students were injured.

Police have declined to describe what led to the altercation or any other details about what happened in the classroom, citing the ongoing investigation. They have also declined to say how the boy got access to the gun or who owns the weapon.

Virginia law does not allow 6-year-olds to be tried as adults. In addition, a 6-year-old is too young to be committed to the custody of the Department of Juvenile Justice if found guilty.

A juvenile judge would have authority, though, to revoke a parent’s custody and place a child under the purview of the Department of Social Services.
 
OllieC said:
I got it in 7th grade when we lived in Ohio. Mrs Hazel….a stout German lady who had a Dodge Lil Red Wagon and was the dean.

Friends and I got into an eraser fight after recess, then we decided to throw them at students coming into the class. Mrs. Weisenburger our teacher (Mrs. WeisenBOOBs) caught us and sent us down to Mrs Hazel. We knew what was in store.

For years the seniors made Mrs Hazel decorative paddles. When you sat down in her office, the walls were covered in paddles. Long of the short of it, we had to pick our paddles to get smacked with while bent over a chair. I vividly remember picking a dark blue one with daisies. You never picked the one that had holes drilled into it. ;)
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Catholic school. They all had holes in it. There was no choice.
5th grade, Sister Mary Ralph. Really. What woman picks a name like that? She would have been a great linebacker for the Browns.
But followed up the next year by Sister Mary Damien. Sweet little thing. Viagra says see doctor if longer than 4 hours. I had one for 8 months.
Mrs Weisenboobs? Love it. 7th grade was Sister Mary Virgian. That long black habit could not hide the absolutely massive udders underneath.
 
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