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Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Another Teacher Story

Everyone remembers my BS Friday post, right? Well, I had class yesterday and our teacher gave us a pop quiz. I got a 20/20, and I wasn't even prepared for a pop quiz. I guess it just goes to show that some people don't have to study if they listen to what the teacher says (ha ha). I'm such a geek.

Let me preface the good part of the story. The teacher is constantly sharing his life philosophies with us in between segments or after breaks or whatever. Yesterday he was talking about how he's destined to be single. He is 38, has an eight year old son, and was married once. He was telling us that marriage isn't for him and how he will get sick of a woman after 6 months. He is always upfront with the women and then they get mad at him for being honest after 6 months. Several of the ladies/girls in our class were arguing with him about how everyone is meant to be in a relationship with someone else, blah blah.

We started naming medical colors (polio=grey, alb=white, melano=black). One young black guy mentioned that his grandmother has melanoma, but she's losing pigmentation and is turning white. Then our teacher started telling us that people are the color they are because of their environments. Why do you think Siberian Tigers are white? Because it's cold up there and they have to blend in with the snow. Why are black bears black? Because they are in the jungle and it's hot. ??? hee hee. That's not the important part of the story. So then he says 'If Peachy and I had kids and we lived in Siberia, eventually our kids would be white.' I raised my hand and said 'Excuse me, I'm not having kids with you. You'll dump me after 6 months, so we're not even going there.' Everyone in class started laughing. The girl in front of me gave me a high 5, and the teacher looked embarrassed. It was SO funny.

At the end of class, he said 'ok, that's it.' I was smiling of course becuase I get to take a nice ride home, and class is over, and he asked me why I'm always smiling. I said 'I'm happy.' Maybe he likes that I'm always listening to him and asking questions and stuff. I guess my natural face is a smile. I can't look at myself in my natural state because then it's not natural anymore. Guess I'll never know.

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