Tuesday, March 27, 2007

School...

I really do not understand why kids say they hate school. All it is is hanging out with friends, honestly. There is some work, but let's face it, they either do not do their work, copy from others, work in groups, or have no friends and get finished quickly. I know they do not listen or pay attention. They think it is so boring, but why all they do is talk to friends in the hallways at the desk next to them or across the room from them. When they do not have a class with a buddy they text them all during class. If they must talk to their friend right then, they meet up in the bathroom or somewhere. I know you are stuck inside all day, but not really. I know you have to listen to a teacher, but who really does that. I know you have to actually bring your books to class and hand things in every now and then, but that could be taken care of easily. Now, do not get me wrong I hated school too, but now that I think about it why did I hate it so?
It is funny to watch kids flock to other kids like them and to hear conversations between middle school kids and the drama of high school kids. But, sometimes I just hurt for those that I see by themselves constantly. One kid comes to mind.
Let me try to set him up for you, this will not give it justice.
Crazy bed hair daily (night showerer, obviously), shorts pulled up so high it is sick, the woven belt and the loop (no lie), huge glasses that are constantly at the end of his nose, tall socks, white tennis shoes, he always has three items that he is carrying: one being a roller backpack another a small bag on his back and the other you could probably guess it a band instrument. While holding all these things, he runs from class to class. I will top all that off with he sounds like mickey mouse when he speaks. This was classic the other day he was late for track and when we asked him why he told us in his mickey voice, while looking all around that his mom made him take two showers and he had no clue why. Oh to be a middle schooler again, I do not think so.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

I think the braided belt and roller backpack completed that picture for me. Thanks for sharing. The best part about teaching...stories.

Kara said...

i love the roller pack. i want you to hold me accountable. i am a pretty dorky person...but PLEASE do not let my boys become this kid. PLEASE.

Kara said...

oh...
i loved school. K-12...loved it!

Jen said...

your so right. why do kids resist school so much? although i know some middle school stories that are heartbreaking. you watch out for that little roller pack kid.

JENNY said...

I love your stories, Kenli. And, I think you are so right about school. Most of are time at school is spent with friends. You make me laugh...alot!

Kathi P said...

hey there kenli! how's life?! i found your blog via jenny and love it. can i just say that your last entry was SO funny because it is SO true! I have kids in my class just like that, and while I feel sorry for them, sometimes it's just hard not to laugh. christian and I were dying while reading your description, and shorty after finishing, Christian said, "if our kid wears his glasses on the end of his nose, we're getting him contacts. period."

Anonymous said...

Dude, middle schoole sucked, kids are friggin ruthless, i used to spend lunch break in the bathroom just to avoid public riducule. thank God for that growth spirt before high school. it is alot harder to mock a six foot tall 15 year old with freakish good looks and boyish charm

jl

Anonymous said...

Thanks for writing this.