I am teaching how to identify rocks so when one hits the windshield the kid can tell his parent what kind it is....
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I am teaching how to identify rocks so when one hits the windshield the kid can tell his parent what kind it is....
It is after 3:30, I've been working all day, and I'm still wearing sweats and slippers ::Banana::
I love working at home :D
Police have LBJ completely shutdown (both directions) at the Dallas North Tollway. Something bad happened. I can hear the helicopters flying by my office building.
I think last week they had a shoot out on 635 and had it shut down as well over there by forest and 635.
Home before the lock(down)!
I do hereby affirm and attest that I was on 190, not 635. However, since the sensors only sense my toll tag about 1 time in 50, the odds of my being able to prove that are, well... 3 in 50.
I remember my 8th grade science teacher being a practical joker. He would have 20-30 different rocks laid out on the lab counter and would pass them around the class as he taught us the differences of igneous, metamorphic, and sedimentary rocks. During the course of his lecture if a student should start to nod off he'd pick up a white rock with black spots; dolomite I think it was, and hurl it at the sleepy student's head. Scared the crap out of the alert students but it wasn't an actual rock. It was a sponge realistically painted to look like one. Good times! :D
:clap:
8th grade history teacher chunked every eraser in the room at a sleeping kid. Missed everytime, but hit him with a Bic pen.
No eyes were destroyed, but the teacher had to apologize the next day in front of the whole class.
Later that year, he locked a student in the coat closet and left him for the rest of the class. That kid thought it was funnier than we did.
No rocks were harmed in either incident.
i used a hurled roll of Duct tape to control campers as a counselor