Saw this one today that was new to me:-
JA College student was asked to write a short story in as few words as possible that included Religion, Sexuality and Mystery.
She received an A+ for:
"Good God, I'm pregnant, I wonder who did it."
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JA College student was asked to write a short story in as few words as possible that included Religion, Sexuality and Mystery.
She received an A+ for:
"Good God, I'm pregnant, I wonder who did it."
That's so you know it's intentionally blank and not a printing error.dogger wrote:I`ve never understood why the examinations boards produce, for example, a 12 page question/answer booklet, only half of which is actually printed on - the rest bears the classic phrase "BLANK PAGE", which of course it isn`t, but would have been if they hadn`t printed that on it!!!!!
Priceless, Dave !DavebytheSea wrote:Two gems from my early teaching career.
1. "The Holy Roman Empire consisted of about 300 small states. Some were very small indeed being no bigger than an archbishop's prick." (13 yr old girl)
2. "Julius Caesar crossed the Channul with many vecils, veculs, vessuls, botes" (11 yr old boy - and the words underscored were in fact crossed out)
........................ and my most embarassing moment as a teacher? A long story, but it involved a warm sultry September afternoon in my second year as a young teacher, an extremely boring history lesson and a rather pretty pre-pubescent girl called Zoe R*****.
Well, the class was virtually asleep as was the teacher (me) - bored to tears and all wanting to play outside in the Cornish late summer sunshine. In an attempt to inject a little life into the situation, this inexperienced novice arose (mistake) and wandered through the ranks of desks firing the occasional question at the more somnolent of his charges. The said Zoe was one such miscreant and failed utterly to answer the question having paid but scant attention to the tedious instruction being given.
Raising my hand (more in resignation than in any attempt to threaten injury on the child) I said "Oh Zoe .............. that won't do!".
She smiled up at me with a sweet honey freckled smile and said,
"Don't you 'it me Zur!" she said, "See if you 'it me, Zur, I'll 'it ee back - tit fer tat, see!"
Oh the pride that comes before a fall! Proud of my full 6' 3" and drawing my hard won graduate's gown around me, i stood up straight and stern and said (I am still haunted by the horror of it nearly 50 years later),
"Zoe, my girl, you will find that my tat is a damn sight harder than your ...........". Realising at once the full awfulness of what I was about to say, I never did reach the end of the sentence - the class, after a moment's shocked silence, collapsed, of course, in an uncontrolled mirth while I, red-faced and shaking, fled to the comparative safety of the teacher's desk and attempted to restore order with a "turn to page 22 and copy out ... " type of instruction.
But playground duty was hell for weeks afterwards as nasty little boys would come up and nudge me with comments like,
"'Ow's yer tat today then, Sir?"