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May. 12th, 2009 05:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I had a fairly good day at Big Central Elementary School, also known as Bratling Central. The three toughest classes, too. But hey! Two of the homeroom teachers are finally helping me out, which is very nice as they understand how to play their classes and I, only being there twice a month at best, really don't.
The third still just sits in back like a lump and gives them the answers to everything I ask. :|
But I got through, and at lunch I sat in the very middle of the worst class I know, and chatted with the little punks about what kind of animal we would be if we were one, and reassured them about swine flu. 'Cuz the town announcements warning us every evening have them all worried for no damn good reason.
So! Victory, say I.
On the way home, I saw four crows savaging a kite. They would just not let up on this giant bird, maybe a third again as large as any one of them. One would dive-bomb it while the other three kept close around, and they took turns. It kept trying to get away and crying out, the clear high stuttering call that usually means 'I see you there, little pigeon' or maybe 'this fly-fisher is throwing out all the fish guts!'... but this time, it didn't stop, and kept repeating, and my guess is it went rather more like 'help, help, I pissed off these fucking huge devil-crows, oh god somebody get them off me.'
No other kites came to help. When I lost sight, it was trying to lose them in the trees.
The third still just sits in back like a lump and gives them the answers to everything I ask. :|
But I got through, and at lunch I sat in the very middle of the worst class I know, and chatted with the little punks about what kind of animal we would be if we were one, and reassured them about swine flu. 'Cuz the town announcements warning us every evening have them all worried for no damn good reason.
So! Victory, say I.
On the way home, I saw four crows savaging a kite. They would just not let up on this giant bird, maybe a third again as large as any one of them. One would dive-bomb it while the other three kept close around, and they took turns. It kept trying to get away and crying out, the clear high stuttering call that usually means 'I see you there, little pigeon' or maybe 'this fly-fisher is throwing out all the fish guts!'... but this time, it didn't stop, and kept repeating, and my guess is it went rather more like 'help, help, I pissed off these fucking huge devil-crows, oh god somebody get them off me.'
No other kites came to help. When I lost sight, it was trying to lose them in the trees.
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Date: 2009-05-12 02:09 pm (UTC)... I mean, how would you feel if the president/prime minister/person in position of power was like, "AAAAH, I'D TELL YOU BUT YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND, BE CAREFULLL..." I'd flip. D:
tl;dr Glad you cleared things up. They probably feel a lot better.
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Date: 2009-05-13 03:31 am (UTC):| So I told this gaggle of ten-year-olds about how everybody fusses 'cuz it's new, but it's way less dangerous than the normal flu. And most of them have HAD that.
they're totally dancing. I do not have a dancing icon
Date: 2009-05-13 12:53 pm (UTC)And the fact that it's, what, May? And people are still being infected by a flu? Not good.