Last night we attended our last high school Open House. This is the event where the parents wander helplessly through their kid’s schedule, attending class for 12 minutes each. We saw awesome classrooms and teachers.
|This awesome classroom is not at our high school, but at one of|
our local universities.
Quote on the wall (pick from more than 35 quotes!):
A crocodile cannot stick his tongue out.
This was the only one I could read without putting on my distance glasses. This classroom also had a clock which had the names of Shakespeare plays substituted for the numbers. It’s always time for Shakespeare! There were lots of posters on the wall referring to Irish writers.
Poster on the wall, featuring a drawing of an otter:
Do as you otter: wear safety goggles.
There is a plastic fruit hanging from the projector above us. Younger Daughter tells me that is the “Lone Pear.” There is a gigantic slide rule hanging in the back of the classroom, just to remind us how far we have come, I guess.
There are a lot of posters of the brain in this classroom, because it is also used by the psychology teacher. At the front of the room, attached to the wall, there is a collection of sock monkeys. A box of Mini-Wheats cereal is affixed somehow to the chalkboard. Younger Daughter tells me the teacher often uses snacks to make points about economics. What is your Marginal Oreo Utility? If you have already eaten ten Oreos, how much would you pay for the eleventh Oreo? When I took economics it was all about widgets, and there were no Oreos in sight. Once again, the upcoming generation wins over my generation.
There is a nice collection of old license plates adorning the walls. No quotes, but a few posters showing how physics and sports are related. The teacher has a square meter built out of four meter-sticks bound together with duct tape.
Creative Writing: Poetry
There is a poster at the front of the class with this written on it:
Sorry for your luck!
- Mr. [Teacher]
Also there are a number of posters of The Boss around the room. Being taught poetry by a no-nonsense Springsteen fan is going to be good for my kid.
We missed class, but ducked in just as the presentation was ending. There was a huge number of posters of animals all over the classroom.
My husband attended this class while I went in search of the bathroom. The kids are going to learn golf, badminton, and boating and water safety. (The previous sentence was brought to you by the Oxford comma.)
This room was positively overtaken by cartoon characters all drawn on graph paper. That’s good, because the color scheme of the room was that certain shade of puke green that many of our high school’s classrooms seem to feature. The only quote I saw was this one from Yoda:
Do or do not. There is no try.
I'm not sure I agree with Yoda. It might be a good quote for math class, but not so much for high school in general. By that time, though, it was far too late in the evening to have a philosophical dispute.