day is the first day of school and i'm on my prep period. i came across this list in my email, and it made me laugh and LOVE being a teacher here all over again.
enjoy. =)
OOOkAY. (showing me he cut off his dreds.)
ms booth! happy birthday! i was gonna buy you flowers but i dont have any money.
when they found out my birthday had passed, they sang me happy birthday. during a free cook lab, without me knowing, by the end of class they had used their cookbooks, looked up a recipe for chocolate cake (from scratch) & icing and surprised me with birthday cakes, and brought them to me singing, again. i almost cried.
what IS this? post it reading "when you miss school you miss out..." ms booth, is this yours?
yes.
for what?
im going to make postcards for next year and mail them to kids that are absent.
you gonna be the most hated teacher at this school. like when you hear about teachers getting shot & stuff, thats gonna be you.
thats terrible. how bad would you feel if that really happened?
bad. but you just gotta be careful.
you gonna do the mormon two step.
my IQ is a hundred million.
your eyesight is good.
that aint your eyesight. its your intelligence quality.
"i dont do substitutes."
may i use the lavatory for the x&y chromosomes?
i have a clipboard by the door that my students have to sign in on when they are tardy. i was going through it the other day and found these entries..."mac daddy chef" and "i mis you ms booth"
ms booth, my teacher says if i bring him somethin (food) i could get a D!!!!
sup wid it
ms boots i need food. don't act like you don't know. if i hungry, i wont get good grades, and it will be your fault.
ok, well come back tomorrow.
i will and you'll see ME at the top of the honor roll.
award ceremony = "ooooh weee awards."
jackie! i missed you jackie!
dont call me that.
cmon, just hug me back.
did you have a nice break?
it woulda been nicer if you'd add me on myspace.
ms booth PLEASEEE. do it for the mormon god.
you gotta try this. (handing me a smoothie)
i taste it..
taste that? its got a little extra kick to it.
uh oh.
yah, thats gatorade. (thank goodness.)
"either way, punjabi's still rock." the concluding statement at the end of her food culture paper.
me: i think you need to come sit by me.
student: why?
me: because its your lucky day.
student to student: we need to talk outside. without the violence.
its smells like h*lla kung pao up in here.
FYI
josue pronounced HO-sway
asjah pronounced Asia
"they blurped me. they took my stuff and searched it cuz stuff was stolen and they said it was gang related. but they let me go because my attendace is so good. i ON this."
she bein so rowdy.
why you beatin on me yesterday?
if i don want you to touch me, i don want you to touch me.
i didn't want you to be touchin me neither.
you white. you prolly know shania twain.
want this?
whym i gonna eat that when you makin that thizz face at it?
SW. (reminding me to call Southwest) whats that stand for? snow white? super white? awww, yeah.
ms booth, you like africans. africans are the best.
mrs. dunn: he looks like the cat that ate the canary, to me.
student: would you please tell her im a super hero? but sshhhhh. its a secret.
i start laughing out loud.
student: see. she know.
go ahead and take the stunnas off. just for the cutting part.
ms booth, you got a son?
no
why not?
because i need a husband first.
ms. booth. he right here. (pointing to himself.)
ms booth. do you rap? "i'm JAckie BOOth."
you jus got blurped.
plans for the summer? you best be modelin...you got the height and that smooth, complexion, darlin, you better be modelin.
i like english, writing & stuff. i think im gonna major in that.
i like sex...i'll be a sex therapist.
hey look....(posing with a pot upside down on his head.) im a pot head.
i have to listen to her. she's my boss. (about why he had to clean his kitchen)
ooooh rock salt. do it really taste like salt?
no. it taste like rocks.
ms booth. i think i need private cooking lessons over the summer.
aint nobody knows what moses looks like. what? aint you never seen the prince of egypt?
i just farted. blood, dont talk like that. it for real makes me lightheaded.
i am cooler than a fan and fly-er than an insect.
gentleman, i've got all day. and i will wait until you're ready.
really ms booth? you got all day? because i got ALL night.
what are you waiting for?for the potatoes to evaporate.
blood, that is not fair. ok, first of all, don't call me blood.
regular words/phrases
go dumb--a dance where you shake your dreds
hyphy--not totally clear
grapes-weed
doin the most--being excessive
you do too much--also being excessive
get smoked--getting worked or put in your place
juiced--excited or pumped
no bars--not good (no bars in the kitchen = not a good cook)
lemme slap--let me listen to my ipod/mp3 player
loaded--high
you have an F
what? you said if i came to class my grade would be higher than last quarter.
yes, but you need to turn in work while you're here.
but you said!
i am not giving you credit for sleeping.
dont you talk to my teacher like that. get the %..$& outta my classroom!! $%&*!! who do you think you are?
why we gotta write. this aint english class.
ms booth look! (pointing to castro valley girls basketball team) its your family
i know! :) which ones are yours?
all the white ones (FYI: they're ALL white)
for real?mormons have lots of kids
is that for real your family?
no.
extra credit? that will bring my grade from a d- to a b, right?
no.
an f? how do i have an f?
because you don't turn anything in. ever.
oh. ok.
you're ok with that?
yah.
it is not that serious.
ms booth, jason's your cousin, huh?
why, because he's white?
yah.
no, he's not.
i hate to even address this, but it smells like weed in here. i would prefer you weren't around it at all, but, regardless of you're doing at lunch, please make sure you don't smell like weed when you come back. it makes me sick.
mormons...aren't they the ones that don't drive cars?
its because i'm black, isn't it?
honey, i didn't even know you were black.
WHAT? i've been in your class for 4 months! how did you not know i was black?!
get smoked.
she smoked your $..!&.
how you gonna try and hide from her. you big and black.
ms dunn & ms booth. they're nice white people.
ms booth. you have zits. that must be what happens when you eat a lot of food over thanksgiving. BYE!
ms booth. i'm about to be 18. ill get an apartment. you can come live with me. ill take care of us.
do you know what "go dumb" means? no. lemme show you. (then he went dumb)
ms booth.....i, uh (laughs) um, i just, (laughs more) ms booth!
(i had to walk away because i started laughing)
ms booth! how you gonna laugh at the kid that stutters!!?
ms booth, how old are you?
40.
really?
no.
i used to bang.
whats that?
you know, like i was in a gang?
oh yah. got it.
ms. booth, do you know what "sprung" is?
yah, i know.
awkward silence.
i'm gonna be an xray tech.
ms booth, im about to be 18. then we can date.
no we can't.
yes we can.
its allowed.
no.
please?
no.
you have pretty A-$-S eyes. (yes, he whispered as he spelled it)
do you know what this word means? julienne.....?
....thats where you cut things into HELLA skinny pieces, right?
aunty BOOOOOTH
aight den. ill be back. 4 or 5 years. ill be 20, you be 26. i want a date.
(he's 18. his math is a bit off.) =)
them teaching me their handshake.
27 August 2007
25 August 2007
operation summer body & bonnie tyler.
let it be publicly declared, operation summer body has begun. allbeit 6 months late, but started nonetheless. and it is not fun. maybe the effects will be recognizeable just in time to eat them all away in the cafeteria next summer. =)
also, while unrelated to operation summer body, i would also ask you to please enjoy the video below. found & fully enjoyed in all its weirdness by the booth sisters during my time at home.
also, while unrelated to operation summer body, i would also ask you to please enjoy the video below. found & fully enjoyed in all its weirdness by the booth sisters during my time at home.
08 August 2007
Especially for Youth report Especially for You...
EFY...Four weeks of my summer break has been spent at EFY. And really, it is the best summer job i could have ever asked for. Never a dull moment, and the time passedd so quickly. Spending so much time learning & teaching the gospel...lovely in every way. To be surround by so many excellent people was such a blessing. To remember what it was like to attend EFY, and to have the experience of being a counselor what fabulous. I can't wait to do it all again next summer.
It started a bit rocky. My EFY career started at UC Santa Barbara, in the lovely Santa Barbara, CA. Stayed up until 3 AM the night before downloading music for all my summer travels and then began to get frantic I had not yet learned or summoned any desire to learn the EFY line dances. Slept in an hour later than planned and left the house in a rush. Sang & danced in my car all the way to Santa Barbara, where my yahoo directions led me astray a bit.
After a few u-turns and about 2o minutes of wandering the UCSB campus I found the residence halls. I drive in in a rush, running late, a bit flustered and wearing the clothes I went to sleep in the night before, to find a tall good-looking guy getting something out of his car, which was parked directly to my right. Hmmm. I think I'm going to like Santa Barbara.
I go inside planning to move in after the training that was supposed to start in 5 minutes. A cute brunette girl tells me that they are running late and that I'll have time to unpack. So I go and begin lugging my stuff to my room. There I find out, much to my surprise, I would be sharing a room. Sweet. So much for putting that newly purchased yoga video to good use. Oh well. I'm sure the food will be SO bad in the cafeteria that my staying away from a gym for the next 5 weeks will hardly be noticed. Such was not the case. (Sidenote: I recently arrived home to find that I need to temporarily retire 15 pairs of pants. Boo. GB +DLG = the most I've ever weighed in my life and my gym membership being even more valuable than ever before.)
this is the blessed DLG that is good enough to be mentioned in Jack Johnson songs.
EFY highlights...
*hearing that Michael is going to give the church a second chance.
*"what sound do zebra's make?" (awkward galloping)
*talking with peter about the gospel.
*late night chats in the girls bathroom.
*seeing a skunk, in real life, for the first time.
*rocking bright orange & blue polos.
*having companionship prayer in the mornings before breakfast.
*losing my car. and then being assigned a darling companion to help me locate it.
*"aunt polly."
the dear old DLG
*cheering so loud at games night my voice got all scratchy.
*talking with Turner & Simon about the importance of serving a mission.
*the scriptures becoming delicious to me.
*teaching the sexual purity lesson at FSY.
*going to the beach.
*three hour target excusion.
*the whole concept of being on passion patrol.
*feeling that there is hope for him to come back to church.
*experiencing the support of a worthy priesthood holder.
*dancing for the first time in a LONG time.
*adding to the list of "what i want to be."
*Brother & Sister Diamond.
*mission santa barbara.
*having crushes. legitimate, real life crushes.
*bearing testimony.
*having my prayers answered through someone else's desire to grow in the gospel.
*"this is NOT a road."
*"um, how old are you?"
*"what? its a banjo...."
*"um...whats going on with your hair."
*dancing with crushes.
*Brother & Sister Palmer.
*"you're 24 & not married? you should marry the health counselor. he's hot."
*"no. not the look."
*driving from SB to Fresno with no AC.
*feeling the spirit.
*getting punched in the jaw by derek.
*getting elbowed in the eye by drew. showing off the black eye that followed.
*the seemingly inappropriate picture of will & i.
*frank the late night kinkos go-to guy.
*"i am in awe. i just...want to be a servant of the lord."
*adding to the list of what im looking for in "the one."
*14 uturns, 27 miles and 1.5 hours drew & i finally found the I-99, which happened to be right around the corner. oops.
*the EFY medley.
*practicing the girls part of the EFY medley on the 1st Thursday and hearing one lone voice sing the boys part. awesome.
*milk & honey. out of the mountain. keep the commandments. pure heart. (bing.)
I may come back and edit & add to these highlights as I remember things. I may not. I planned on life settling down, at least for a minute or two, once I got home. Relaxing, enjoying what was left of my summer before getting back into the classroom. Not so. School starts Friday and I have to write out plans for a new curriculum. But, let it be said via cyberspace and blogger.com I'm SO grateful for the opportunity I had to work at EFY this summer.
The leadership was excellent. The lessons were piercing, and my understanding seemed to be accelerated. The counselors were outstanding and many left me in awe of their rock solidness. To know that there are so many, good, sweet, wonderfully darling, outgoing, talented, driven, strong 20-somethings that aren't social wierdos makes me want to say, "Gooooooooo Mormons!" The kids were great...my interactions with them left me with an increased desire to do what Heavenly Father wants. EFY in general has just made me want to "be a little better," as President Hinckley always says. To live in a way that would please Him. To laugh. To try to be an example to those around me. To be positive. To serve. To love. To go above and beyond. To share the gospel every day, and when necessary, to use words.
Sign me up for next summer. =)
It started a bit rocky. My EFY career started at UC Santa Barbara, in the lovely Santa Barbara, CA. Stayed up until 3 AM the night before downloading music for all my summer travels and then began to get frantic I had not yet learned or summoned any desire to learn the EFY line dances. Slept in an hour later than planned and left the house in a rush. Sang & danced in my car all the way to Santa Barbara, where my yahoo directions led me astray a bit.
After a few u-turns and about 2o minutes of wandering the UCSB campus I found the residence halls. I drive in in a rush, running late, a bit flustered and wearing the clothes I went to sleep in the night before, to find a tall good-looking guy getting something out of his car, which was parked directly to my right. Hmmm. I think I'm going to like Santa Barbara. 
I go inside planning to move in after the training that was supposed to start in 5 minutes. A cute brunette girl tells me that they are running late and that I'll have time to unpack. So I go and begin lugging my stuff to my room. There I find out, much to my surprise, I would be sharing a room. Sweet. So much for putting that newly purchased yoga video to good use. Oh well. I'm sure the food will be SO bad in the cafeteria that my staying away from a gym for the next 5 weeks will hardly be noticed. Such was not the case. (Sidenote: I recently arrived home to find that I need to temporarily retire 15 pairs of pants. Boo. GB +DLG = the most I've ever weighed in my life and my gym membership being even more valuable than ever before.)
this is the blessed DLG that is good enough to be mentioned in Jack Johnson songs.
EFY highlights...
*hearing that Michael is going to give the church a second chance.
*"what sound do zebra's make?" (awkward galloping)
*talking with peter about the gospel.
*late night chats in the girls bathroom.
*seeing a skunk, in real life, for the first time.
*rocking bright orange & blue polos.
*having companionship prayer in the mornings before breakfast.
*losing my car. and then being assigned a darling companion to help me locate it.
*"aunt polly."
the dear old DLG
*cheering so loud at games night my voice got all scratchy.
*talking with Turner & Simon about the importance of serving a mission.
*the scriptures becoming delicious to me.
*teaching the sexual purity lesson at FSY.
*going to the beach.
*three hour target excusion.
*the whole concept of being on passion patrol.
*feeling that there is hope for him to come back to church.
*experiencing the support of a worthy priesthood holder.
*dancing for the first time in a LONG time.
*adding to the list of "what i want to be."
*Brother & Sister Diamond.
*mission santa barbara.
*having crushes. legitimate, real life crushes.
*bearing testimony.
*having my prayers answered through someone else's desire to grow in the gospel.
*"this is NOT a road."
*"um, how old are you?"
*"what? its a banjo...."
*"um...whats going on with your hair."
*dancing with crushes.
*Brother & Sister Palmer.
*"you're 24 & not married? you should marry the health counselor. he's hot."
*"no. not the look."
*driving from SB to Fresno with no AC.
*feeling the spirit.
*getting punched in the jaw by derek.
*getting elbowed in the eye by drew. showing off the black eye that followed.
*the seemingly inappropriate picture of will & i.
*frank the late night kinkos go-to guy.
*"i am in awe. i just...want to be a servant of the lord."
*adding to the list of what im looking for in "the one."
*14 uturns, 27 miles and 1.5 hours drew & i finally found the I-99, which happened to be right around the corner. oops.
*the EFY medley.
*practicing the girls part of the EFY medley on the 1st Thursday and hearing one lone voice sing the boys part. awesome.
*milk & honey. out of the mountain. keep the commandments. pure heart. (bing.)
I may come back and edit & add to these highlights as I remember things. I may not. I planned on life settling down, at least for a minute or two, once I got home. Relaxing, enjoying what was left of my summer before getting back into the classroom. Not so. School starts Friday and I have to write out plans for a new curriculum. But, let it be said via cyberspace and blogger.com I'm SO grateful for the opportunity I had to work at EFY this summer.
The leadership was excellent. The lessons were piercing, and my understanding seemed to be accelerated. The counselors were outstanding and many left me in awe of their rock solidness. To know that there are so many, good, sweet, wonderfully darling, outgoing, talented, driven, strong 20-somethings that aren't social wierdos makes me want to say, "Gooooooooo Mormons!" The kids were great...my interactions with them left me with an increased desire to do what Heavenly Father wants. EFY in general has just made me want to "be a little better," as President Hinckley always says. To live in a way that would please Him. To laugh. To try to be an example to those around me. To be positive. To serve. To love. To go above and beyond. To share the gospel every day, and when necessary, to use words. Sign me up for next summer. =)
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