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HAY ZOESQUE that I Am a Japanese School Teacher blog you recced me is the funniest damn thing I've read this year in the longest time. This dood can WRITE. Most of the entries are about Those Crazy Japanese, but there's also this, which made a few tears roll down my (usually) stoic cheeks. Seriously, it did.

Excerpt from today's entry:

But the Ghetto School has been strangely low-key this week. Even the bastards are sitting in their seats. They're reading manga, but it's better than them doing cartwheels out in the hallway (maybe you think I'm kidding about that one). I'm kind of worried, what the hell is going on? Have I stepped into some sort of Bizarro Ghetto School? Is there a Bizarro School of Peace, where Mousey is a good kid and Ultimate Sweetness is like the biggest slut? Is there a Bizarro version of me? What would that be like? The complete opposite of me -- that would be a small white woman who actually liked being touched inappropriately by little kids. Holy shit, Michael Jackson is the Bizarro version of me! Or am I the Bizarro version of Michael Jackson? Mommy, I'm scared. Hold me.



"Don't count your chickens before you've killed them."

I thought up this phrase today because I was thinking about this story my nanny used to tell me, about how her family once tried to force her to kill one of her chickens (she grew up in the country), and they had shaved off the feathers on its neck and shoved the thing into her hands and everything, and she stood there with the knife, poised to spill her beloved pet's blood, her family standing in a circle around her chanting "kill the bird, kill the bird, kill the bird,"...and she yelled "run!" and let the poor thing go free, free as a killer whale named Willy. So for a while there was a chicken running around in the wilderness with no feathers on its neck until it got eaten by a tiger or whatever.

Anyway, that's why you shouldn't count your chickens before you've killed them. I'm sure there's a good analogy for something in there somewhere. Maybe in the business world.

(Yes, I had a nanny, I was a spoiled little girl growing up, and I still am. Thank you.)



Am caught up on reading flishshst now. Had something else to post but forgot it. Zzzzzz.

Date: 2007-01-13 07:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zoesque.livejournal.com
OMG I KNOW ISN'T IT BEST EVER? I honestly don't know how you managed to not know about it, really.

His original website was here - the new one is still catching up on all the editorials. You can read all of them in a not-ugly blog-style thing, by putting numbers after the 'teacher' in the URL. *nods* NINJA LIKE RIGHT.

Date: 2007-01-15 05:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] svz-insanity.livejournal.com
Hahaha, I found that site last year and I couldn't stop laughing for ages. (Did you read about what he said about hospitals?)

I had a nanny too! :D

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