May 12th: star pupils and color wolves
[ posted by mcdeviltoast ]
Day 238
As I was walking to lunch, Lu Jian, my star pupil in the Ultraman class said to me, "When I grow up, I want to go to America and see you." He rocks. I said, "Yeah, we'll party. I'll wait for you."
"Utah, right?"
"Right."
He pays attention in class, always takes notes before I even say to, and just generally sets an example that all junior 2 students aren't demons. When he says he'll come visit me, I believe him, believe IN him.
The middle class of afternoon triple threat: some students before class began were asking me about my bracelet. I told them, "A Chinese girl gave to me. Feng Jao Li." They raised their eyebrows, started saying "Color, color."
"What?"
"You are color wolf."
Ah. The direct translation of "player" in Chinese is "color wolf." I instructed them that no one in America has ever used the phrase "color wolf."
"It's 'player' guys."
So when it came time for the class to tell me about their mother, one slacker student looked toward his mates for help and they fed him an answer: "My mother's job is 'player.'"
The students who knew cracked up. I asked the slacker, "Your mother is a player?" He nodded. "So your mother is a color wolf?" The whole class erupted in cackling and the slacker started punching the answer-feeder. That'll make him hesitant to fish for answers. I should actually encourage people to give wrong answers to ridicule the lazy students.
I took an allergy pill that made me loagy and didn't end up getting to the middle schooluntil after 6pm. Mike, Jeni and I had some Muslim noodles. Heather was feeling a bit rough, so I ordered her to steam in her bathroom. We watched "Batman Forever" mainly because I had missed the opening part back when I saw it in the theater and needed that sense of completion.
When it came out, I was working at Graeter's and me and Jeff Hargraves did our closing work with urgency so we could get out to the Showcase in Norwood to catch a late showing. I ended up driving in circles for a bit because I was still unfamiliar with the Norwood lateral. I was looking for the theater on the left hand side,not realizing that entering from I-71 would put it on the right side. I was full of dumb and it cost us the first part of the film.
It's still just a lousy movie, beginiing intact or no. Joel Schumacher tailored it to be more like the camp TV show, and this was back in the day where Jim Carrey overacted everything. Blech.
Sleep inevitably grabbed my brain with both grey-gloved claws, but only after subjecting me to the whole film.
As I was walking to lunch, Lu Jian, my star pupil in the Ultraman class said to me, "When I grow up, I want to go to America and see you." He rocks. I said, "Yeah, we'll party. I'll wait for you."
"Utah, right?"
"Right."
He pays attention in class, always takes notes before I even say to, and just generally sets an example that all junior 2 students aren't demons. When he says he'll come visit me, I believe him, believe IN him.
The middle class of afternoon triple threat: some students before class began were asking me about my bracelet. I told them, "A Chinese girl gave to me. Feng Jao Li." They raised their eyebrows, started saying "Color, color."
"What?"
"You are color wolf."
Ah. The direct translation of "player" in Chinese is "color wolf." I instructed them that no one in America has ever used the phrase "color wolf."
"It's 'player' guys."
So when it came time for the class to tell me about their mother, one slacker student looked toward his mates for help and they fed him an answer: "My mother's job is 'player.'"
The students who knew cracked up. I asked the slacker, "Your mother is a player?" He nodded. "So your mother is a color wolf?" The whole class erupted in cackling and the slacker started punching the answer-feeder. That'll make him hesitant to fish for answers. I should actually encourage people to give wrong answers to ridicule the lazy students.
I took an allergy pill that made me loagy and didn't end up getting to the middle schooluntil after 6pm. Mike, Jeni and I had some Muslim noodles. Heather was feeling a bit rough, so I ordered her to steam in her bathroom. We watched "Batman Forever" mainly because I had missed the opening part back when I saw it in the theater and needed that sense of completion.
When it came out, I was working at Graeter's and me and Jeff Hargraves did our closing work with urgency so we could get out to the Showcase in Norwood to catch a late showing. I ended up driving in circles for a bit because I was still unfamiliar with the Norwood lateral. I was looking for the theater on the left hand side,not realizing that entering from I-71 would put it on the right side. I was full of dumb and it cost us the first part of the film.
It's still just a lousy movie, beginiing intact or no. Joel Schumacher tailored it to be more like the camp TV show, and this was back in the day where Jim Carrey overacted everything. Blech.
Sleep inevitably grabbed my brain with both grey-gloved claws, but only after subjecting me to the whole film.
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[ posted by mcdeviltoast @ 5/12/2005 09:00:00 PM ]
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