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apologies apologies apologies. I have gone back to work so instead of TIME I have NO TIME. Daughter is with me this week starting 3 hours ago and she has talked to me the whole time. THrow in my new lady friend and I have NO TIME LEFT FOR YOU............but here goes. It may be multiple posts.
My first great one was first 3 weeks of my first job. Math in a middle school. Had this quiet young black boy in the back of my math class. Michael Desue. I was told he was the worst kid in the school. Well not in my class. I would check on him each day. We had an independent curriculum where they worked at their own rate with materials made by our math dept. This was fall of 1978. After about 2 weeks he came up to me and said "I want to shake your hand Mr A. Youre the only teacher that has ever helped me here" That was a moment that made me realize I had found my niche.
#2. I had this gal child (another African America) who showed up in 86 with two lunatic twin brothers. She wrote an essay about her favorite teacher. I still have it as her teacher gave it to me. About the coach that was fair. THat is basically it in one sentence but it was a page long. I will never lose it. About a month after that essay she came to me one morning and said her mom's boyfriend would not leave her alone. I immedieately called HRS (DCF) and they came right away. I never saw her again..........until about 13 yrs later I was in Shands with my son. He was seeing a doctor about losing weight. A nurse came up to me in the hall and said "You saved my life" it was her, Della. A moment I will never forget.
3. My daughter needs me so I will get back as soon as I can. But I have tons.........
#3 I had this tiny little girl in my class named Hope. This is in the 90s. SHe wanted to be in my JRFH event. The AHA sponsored it each year with prizes. Her brother casually told me "She cant jump" I knew that. But by the time we jumped she could a little bit. She may have been in 2nd or 3rd grade. So that turned out well. After Christmas in March I had my field day. One of the events is jumping for 1 minutes. Total jumps. Really competitive for girls cause they ALL do it. Well somehow hope won first place. Blue ribbon. This meant she got to go the county Field day in that event (another thing I organized. This was against the best jumpers from 4 other schools. She won that, too. Her face with that ribbon said it all..........im sure she made sure big brother heard all about it.
4. About 7 years ago this brother and sister show up. Anaya was a genius. Super smart. Her brother Richard was this pudgy soft clutsy type that could barely walk and chew gum. Always happy. He could no more jump rope than I could fly. But he practiced everyday in PE. I swear he must have practiced 20 minutes each day for weeks. Never saw anyone that tenacious. He finally got good. But Richard was one of those kids that appeared to always be last one picked and never thought of us as an asset. But then another miracle. He began playing soccer. We play LOTS Of it. He suddenly became good and they ALL wanted Richard on their team. Anaya , his sister, was almost as good a story. She is now in 8th grade and my daughter tellls me stories about her all the time.............Ive got one more I have to tell but later. And I can go on for weeks like this............
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my grandfather was just like that til the day he died. he was fiscally very conservative and tried to save any penny he could. He tried to fix everything, and was reasonably good at it. Even rebuilt rare alternators and starters for the local garages as one of his side gigs. Always preached to the kids and grandkids to live small and to save save save. preached about needing industrial /manufacturing jobs and unions. working hard. taking evening and weekend side jobs. or helping your friends with projects on the weekends so they wouldn't have to hire professionals. and so they would help you.Coach's stories remind me of the America I grew up in: the one in which good people took care of each other rather than relying on the government. I liked that America and I am sure I would like Coach if we ever met.
Someday Coach will notice that the parties have switched names and then we will even agree on politics.
I'd say the runner-up is the new kindergarten teacher with the mini skirt. anyone have a copy?
Yes that one was an instant classic....however the echo chamber rant in defense of Cowboy was the top of my list simply because he was drunk and his cap locks button kept sticking....it was the most garbled up mess of sh!t I've ever read but like a good train wreck I just couldn't stop reading....boy I thought he would never come back after the pummeling he got in the responses...back to Corch stories though, surely someone has a copy of "In the ditch," possibly my all-time favorite Corch.
back to Corch stories though, surely someone has a copy of "In the ditch," possibly my all-time favorite Corch.
I'd say the runner-up is the new kindergarten teacher with the mini skirt. anyone have a copy?
The ditch was as true as any SOS story you have ever read. The mini skirt sounds like a Brad story cause he had the hot teachers at his kid's school as told in the box. The keys that caused me the most problems were the space bar that you had to hit 3 times to work and the gdmmm r quit working on my old chrome book. Cowboy was a good old boy musician from Texas. Dying in the hospital whle posting here it became apparent. But back to the ditch.defense of Cowboy was the top of my list simply because he was drunk and his cap locks button kept sticking...
Neither is possible.Corch you've got 24 hours to fuchs Annie Mae down or I'm gonna think a lot less of you.
Corch you've got 24 hours to fuchs Annie Mae down or I'm gonna think a lot less of you.
Must be racist. Somebody figure out why.Dodge ball. Do damn violent and misogynistic.