04 octubre 2007

like love and skydiving...

thought one: segun Wiki, acerca de the FIRST Chavez, the good one:

"[Cesar Chavez] opposed both legal and illegal immigration to help keep wages higher and improve work safety rules.

In its early years, Chávez and the UFW went so far as to report illegal aliens who served as strikebreaking replacement workers, as well as those who refused to unionize, to the Immigration and Naturalization Service"


"The Immigration Reform and Control Act (November 6, 1986) (signed by President Ronald Reagan) is an Act of Congress which reformed United States immigration law. The Act made it illegal to knowingly hire or recruit undocumented workers (immigrants who do not possess lawful work authorization), required employers to attest to their employees' immigration status, and granted amnesty to undocumented workers who entered the United States before January 1, 1982 and had resided there continuously."

the things one learns in middle school!

thought two:

by law,
state textbooks, those beautiful beautiful (i joke not) tomes of all the best taxes can buy, must be destroyed once they are "retired." they cannot be bought or sold or sent to Africa. or, theoretically, Peru.

except for that one immaculate eighth grade literature book i bought for $0.75 at a certain unnamed-but-quite-reputable 2nd-hand shop on the South Side...

thought two:
teaching is like the whole legendary "being in love" stereotype... i walk around smiling. i don't rightly recall touching the ground all day. my ears perk up when i hear "lesson plans." i go to sleep thinking about good anticipatory sets (attention getters) and wake up wondering how to incorporate upper level thinking with kids who are antipathic toward... eh... thinking. i'm not hungry. i'd prefer to buy Child's First Atlas (middle school kids like pictures, too!) and The Princess Bride (BOOK!) from Goodwill than supper... it's crazy. adrenaline is addictive, and who needs skydiving when you have a middle school down the road...?

gem from today:

"Okay, Luis, call on a girl."
Luis: "Go, Juan. Do the next question."

but they make me LAUGH, yall...!