If you are one of those people of the faint heart DO NOT READ THIS POST.
If not, read on...
I think it is important to have a relationship with one's students. One of the best ways to keep a group of 40-odd, 50 teenagers under control in a classroom is to make them like you outside of class. And how does one accomplish that? you might ask. Simple. Talk to them about themselves, their lives, dreams, family, their fears and yes, their love lives. (I can assure that your love life can never hold a candle to those of these new age children. I have never heard of more complicated love triangles and.... oops, I digress...) Yes, just hang out in the classroom or where they gather or on the bus on some excursion and talk to them. Listen to what they tell you and offer non-judgemental (and witty) comments.
Sometimes, though, I regret this policy. Because mi ere some tings. One of those regretted episodes was the time a Grade 8 student told me how 'to tighten the P and guarantee the keeping of di man'; and all that on a budget. It was a homemade recipe and one she had a lot of confidence in. All one needs was a basin of hot water, a grater, a blue Bomber (bar of laundry soap) and a little patience.
Dis likkle gurl said: - grate the soap until it is all flakes. Then add a little hot water to the soap flakes which will soften the flakes enough to shape them. Shape the mixture into a phallus (she said hood) and let it dry a little. Next, make sure the water is steaming hot. Disrobe and insert the reshaped soap flakes into the vagina and sit over the basin of steaming water. Stay there until the soap melts and runs out into the water. If the water gets cold, reheat it. You should have a tighter than a virgin's vagina and a happy, satisfied man.
Mi nayly drap dung. I was quite happy to have been sitting or I certainly would have hit my head on the floor and needed the ICU down at Kingston Public Hospital. Mi tongue di tie up and mi haart staat race. Mi head hat mi fi bout a week. Like seriously!!!? I had to ask if she had tried it herself. No she hadn't but her mom, aunts and a few female neighbours swore by it. She had even helped her mom prepare for this ....ummmm...procedure. If the Child Development Agency had existed back then I would have called; if I could have found the strength.
If not, read on...
I think it is important to have a relationship with one's students. One of the best ways to keep a group of 40-odd, 50 teenagers under control in a classroom is to make them like you outside of class. And how does one accomplish that? you might ask. Simple. Talk to them about themselves, their lives, dreams, family, their fears and yes, their love lives. (I can assure that your love life can never hold a candle to those of these new age children. I have never heard of more complicated love triangles and.... oops, I digress...) Yes, just hang out in the classroom or where they gather or on the bus on some excursion and talk to them. Listen to what they tell you and offer non-judgemental (and witty) comments.
Sometimes, though, I regret this policy. Because mi ere some tings. One of those regretted episodes was the time a Grade 8 student told me how 'to tighten the P and guarantee the keeping of di man'; and all that on a budget. It was a homemade recipe and one she had a lot of confidence in. All one needs was a basin of hot water, a grater, a blue Bomber (bar of laundry soap) and a little patience.
Dis likkle gurl said: - grate the soap until it is all flakes. Then add a little hot water to the soap flakes which will soften the flakes enough to shape them. Shape the mixture into a phallus (she said hood) and let it dry a little. Next, make sure the water is steaming hot. Disrobe and insert the reshaped soap flakes into the vagina and sit over the basin of steaming water. Stay there until the soap melts and runs out into the water. If the water gets cold, reheat it. You should have a tighter than a virgin's vagina and a happy, satisfied man.
Mi nayly drap dung. I was quite happy to have been sitting or I certainly would have hit my head on the floor and needed the ICU down at Kingston Public Hospital. Mi tongue di tie up and mi haart staat race. Mi head hat mi fi bout a week. Like seriously!!!? I had to ask if she had tried it herself. No she hadn't but her mom, aunts and a few female neighbours swore by it. She had even helped her mom prepare for this ....ummmm...procedure. If the Child Development Agency had existed back then I would have called; if I could have found the strength.