#school

Sorry I'm late," Ms. Egami said to the class. She dropped her papers, which scattered in that special way papers do when one is running late. ↗

— Adam Rex

#late #papers #school #teacher #funny

The whole thing reminds me of graduate school seminars, except these people are smart and funny and have something interesting to say. ↗

— Sarah Vowell

#funny

They spent the first three years of school getting you to pretend stuff and then the rest of it marking you down if you did the same thing. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#imagination #pretend #school #imagination

I couldn't stand being identified by my sexuality, I retaliated by insisting that people regard me for my intellectual worth. My intellect became a form of damage control. ↗

— Leora Tanenbaum

#intelligence #reputation #school #sexuality #slut-shaming

Because whipping an atlas at Jackson's head while he was flirt-touching that Frankie girl in geography would have been very satisfying. And beating him with the Eiffel Tower snowglobe while he kissed Cleo in French would have been tres cathartic. But she hadn't. Instead she'd been egg-like: a hard shell on the outside, and a runny mess on the inside. ↗

— Lisi Harrison

#crush #jealousy #repressing-emotions #school #jealousy

We cannot continue to send our children to Caesar for their education and be surprised when they come home as Romans. ↗

— Voddie T. Baucham Jr.

#homeschooling #education

At school, everything feels weird. No one looks at me or pays attention to me, no one says hi, no one asks how I am feeling, and everyone is so quite. It’s like I don’t even exist. ↗

— Abraham M. Alghanem

#life #school #life

Because the truth was, and we both knew it, he'd gone long, long ago. I'd just made him stick around when he really wanted to be somewhere else. In his own weird way, he was another victim of the shooting, One of the ones who couldn't get away. "Are you mad?" he asked, which I thought was a really strange question. "Yes," I said. And I was. It's just that I wasn't so sure I was mad at him. But I don't think he needed to hear that part. I don't think he wanted to hear that part. I think it was important to him to hear that I cared enough to be angry. "Will you ever forgive me?" he asked. "Will you ever forgive me?" I shot back, leveling my gaze directly into his eyes. He stared into them for a few moments then got up silently and headed for the door. He didn't turn around when he reached it. Just grabbed the doorknob and held it. "No," he said without facing me. "Maybe that makes me a bad parent, but I don't know if I can. No matter what the police found, you were involved in that shooting, Valerie. You wrote those names on that list. You wrote my name on that list. You had a good life here. You might not have pulled the trigger, but you helped cause the tragedy." He opened the door."I'm sorry. I really am." He stepped out into the hallway. "I'll leave my new address and phone number with your mother," he said before walking slowly out of my sight. ↗

— Jennifer Brown

#divorce #father #forgiveness #parents #school-shooting

The first two pictures I did, I played a young student in prep school. When I did Lifeguard, everyone was saying, You're so Southern California. It was a surprise to me. ↗

— Parker Stevenson

#did #everyone #first #i #lifeguard

The mind becomes like that on which it feeds. ↗

— Elton Trueblood

#professor-emeritus #theologian #religion