Hey, remember when I tried inktober?

Me neither.

Me:

1. They leave food scraps and wrappers all over the desks and floor and refuse to clean it up

2. They throw food

3. They spend half the lesson sharing around gum/lollies/drinks instead of doing the work

If they refuse to clean it up then they can’t eat in class and enjoy detention. Same goes for 2. The same things that would happen when students blatantly and purposefully flouted any other set of rules.

3 is not a real thing, like, it might happen in the rare occasion kids have lollies in class because they have to be covert about it and because it is so rare. If being able to eat whenever you wanted was a granted they wouldn’t be smuggling contraband around the class.

There was always gum under my fucking table because we weren’t supposed to eat it so people would just put it under the desk.

Had a teacher who said he only cared about gum being put under the desk and so if we chewed gum then just put it in the bin and he didn’t care.

There stopped being gum shoved under the table by his students.

The only reason my students couldn’t eat in the classroom was because we had mice and couldn’t guarantee the sanitary conditions of anything in the classroom. I was open with my students about it. One young woman started carrying a roll of butcher paper in her backpack. She’d cover her table and snack while her team worked. End of class, she gathered up the butcher paper and brought it to me to cut it into pieces for scrap paper. Any food-stained paper was trimmed into the trash. Sanitary, no leftover mess, and by the end of the year we had stacks of scratch paper. None of the other kids objected to her team being able to eat; if they wanted to snack they moved their chair over there or asked her for some paper for their table. HER rule was that if you came to her table for snacks you had better also be ready to work.

Best behaved class I ever had, and one student who could only get food at school was often brought extra containers of food in those little cheap ziploc containers and given it in my classroom.

This shit? Nasty. Gross. Properly scrape it, you absolute terrors. You could mix half the amount of grout and still have the rest for the next job. Goddamn.

Hey ren

How do you feel about

This

BRICK IS PRETTY

This is the town of Tobermory, on the Isle of Mull, Scotland (Better known to a generation of Brits as “Balamory” from the kids series of the same name)

She looks mildly interested as the beat begins, but progressively seems more and more amused and horrified as it continues with a deep voice beginning to rap. Eventually, she leans in to turn off the song laughing from disbelief

Lyrics:

Might, Might, Might

Might stick my dick in a rathole

Have Stuart Little nibble on my asshole

Might throw it back for the little rascal

Say Daddy come eat this asshole

Yeah

Throw that little mouse ass back

Come here little baby let me give it a smack