Showing posts with label Professing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Professing. Show all posts

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Dr. What?

No one in my 1203 class watches Dr. Who (I know this b/c I polled them) b/c they are NOT COOL, that is why, or even, apparently, knows what Dr. Who is, sadly; the kid and I are big fans, though we argue about which is the best doctor.  (I like the 9th; she prefers the 10th; mr delagar, as you might guess, doesn't care as long as Rose Tyler is in the episodes.)

Anyway, we were in a robust argument about whether the colonial or the post-colonial Doctor was better (and had to explain to the kid what post-colonial meant) and mr delagar, who prefers the colonial Doctor got snotty and wondered why I wasn't looking for a post-patriarchal Doctor, and I pointed out to him that's exactly why he doesn't like Donna Noble episodes, duh, b/c she's smart and not Ms. Sex Class, and yes, of course I have noticed that the Doctor had never morphed into a women, why do you suppose that is, I asked the kid, and she got a terrified look on her face and claimed, swiftly, that it was b/c he was a guy, of course, guys CAN'T turn into women, and I lifted my eyebrows in the way I do and she fled the room.

"He's an alien," I shouted after her.  "Please!  AS IF!"

"Shut up!" she yelled back.  "Shut up shut up shut up!"

She hated it when I make her head explode.

Anyway: later we found all sorts of cool Dr. Who merchandise on the web, so she decided to speak to me again.  She wants a Bad Wolf: No Biscuit teeshirt.  I want a What Would the Doctor Do coffee mug.  When we have some money, if we ever do, we're gone to buy them.

Thursday, August 09, 2007

Summer Break

I finished grading all the exams and essays from Summer II last night at just past midnight -- finding only one plagiarized essay in this semester's batch, but it was quite an effort -- calculated the grades, and got them in this morning, just under the wire.

Now I am done with teaching until August 20th, though I have to return for pre-school conferencing on the 17th. You will see this gives me, what, six days, free for writing and research?

What luxury!

I have just returned, btw, from taking the kid to the public library, to stock her up on Chelm books and poetry books, in the hopes of keeping *her* quiet so that I *can* do some writing and research.

We'll see.

It's going to be over 100 here, all week, also. So at least I won't be tempted to spend the week outdoors.