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Right. I See That Now.

Students were asked to analyze Adele’s “Set Fire to the Rain,” and to prove that the main character in the song shows strength.

Kid (approaching me with her finished essay): “I’m not so sure about this one.”
Me: “Ok, well before I read it, what is it you aren’t sure about?”
Kid: “Well…I used evidence from the text. I talked about how she burned her relationship in the flames, but I’m not really sure why that shows strength.”
Me: “Well, was it a good relationship? Was she being treated well?”
Kid: “No.”
Me: “So don’t you think it takes strength to end a relationship in which you’re not being treated well?”
Kid (pausing to think): “I don’t know. I’m 9.”

Every. Single. Time.

I have a male friend who, every single time I get mad, annoyed, frustrated, or start acting even the slightest bit irrational, says “Ok, somebody has her period….”

And when he makes sexist, pig-headed, misogynistic statements like this, it never fails to exacerbate my frustration/anger/irrationality/annoyance even more.

Because I hate it when he’s right.
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Things That Make Me Worried For Our Future

Kid: “How come on my math sheet you wrote that I had to write the answer in hashtags?”
Me: “No, honey. Not hashtags. NUMBERS. You were supposed to write a matching NUMBER sentence.”
Kid: “But you wrote hashtag.”
Me: “Well, believe it or not, back in the olden days– the days of yore, if you will– THAT was a symbol for the word ‘number!'”
Kid (skeptical): “Well that’s just weird.”

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