Good Monday Morning! (The classroom.)
1. Question – Joey Santos calls out, “Yo,
teach….”
“You are not to call out. You are to raise your
hand.”
“Yeah, yeah,” said Joey,
“but….”
They have a way of saying yeah yeah that tells you
they’re saying, “We’re trying to be
patient, man, giving you a break because you’re just
a new teacher.”
Joey raises his hand, “Yo, teacher man…”
“Call me Mr. McCourt.”
“Yeah, OK. So, you Scotch or something?”
2. Thought – Joey is the mouth. There’s one in
every class along with the complainer, the clown, the
goody-goody, the beauty queen, the volunteer for
everything, the sissy, the lover, the critic, the jerk,
the jock, the intellectual, the momma’s boy, the
religious fanatic who sees sin everywhere, the brooding
one who sits in the back staring at the desk, the mystic,
the happy one, the saint who finds good in all creatures.
It’s the job of the mouth to ask questions, anything
to keep the teacher from the boring lesson. I may be a new
teacher but I’m on to Joey’s delaying game.
It’s universal. I played the same game in Ireland. I
was the mouth in my class in Leamy’s National
School. The master would write an algebra question or an
Irish conjugation on the board and the boys would hiss.
Ask him a question, McCourt. Get him away from the bloody
lesson. Go on, go on. (The Teacher Man by Frank McCourt)
“Doggedness, not as glamorous as ambition or
talent or intellect or charm, but still the one thing
that got me through the days and nights.”
(Frank McCourt)
rem – “I’ve
never let my
schooling
interfere with
my
education.”
(Mark
Twain)
Question &
Thought &
ANDs.
