Yesterday in Eighth Grade Religion, we did the chapter on Luke. Whenever I look at this chapter with the students, I ask them to remember the day. Sometime in Fourth Quarter, we return to the Luke chapter and review some of the questions in it. I ask the students if they will remember. Some of them always say yes, so I give them a Secret Word to remember: Cheesecake.
They think that when we get to Fourth Quarter I’m going to ask them for the Secret Word, but what I’m really going to ask them is if they remember what tie I wore. I even tried to help them out yesterday: I fiddled with my tie a lot while talking with them. Will they remember? I don’t know. In past years, I wore kind of crazy ties to help them out, but last night was Parents to School Night, so I had to wear a nice tie. I think it ended up being nondescript enough that they might not remember at all.
I’m a wondering if even I might not remember, so I’m recording it in the memory archive:
I wanted to order something from Zorba’s last night, but wanted to have something other than my usual. I have really wanted to try a gyro from them, but something has kept me from ordering it: I couldn’t decide how to pronounce the word while ordering. I’ve heard that the correct pronunciation is hee’-rro (you roll the r a little). I was afraid to say that because I thought maybe the person on the phone would think I was ordering a hero sandwich and there would be great confusion. I didn’t want to pronounce it phonetically (ji’-ro [long i sound]), because then I might sound like an ignorant American.
I decided to just take the plunge and order a gyro last night. I pronounced it phonetically. I figured the pain of an awkward conversation about hero sandwiches would be worse than having someone think I was ignorant.
When I got my food, there was an ominous note written on the receipt that was stapled to the bag:
I imagined a completely disassembled gyro that I had to construct myself. I was wrong. The gyro was perfectly fine. I have no idea what that note meant.
The gyro was good, but messy. My hands still smell like onions this morning. Yuck.
After school is work time for me so far this year. Once wrestling starts, I’ll have to do that work some other time, but for now, it’s really nice.
Yesterday I sat down to do some work and found myself doing three things at once. I was writing a worksheet, researching instructional materials on the internet, and writing chapel all at the same time. It wasn’t working very well. On top of that, I was getting distracted very easily. At one point, I found myself reading an article about whether or not studying the Bible should be included in History or Literature Class in public schools.
Every once in a while, I’d shake myself, click over to another tab or window, and start back to work on one of the three things I was doing. Sheesh. Is this what it’s like to be a distractible kid?
Every time I drive up the hill from my house, I pass a house where the owners have cut down some trees. I can’t remember if the trees were dead or if the the owners cut them while they were living. I’ve noticed some nice chunks of wood that would burn nicely in my firepit and I’ve wanted to ask if they would part with them, but I haven’t had a chance.
I’ve also noticed that when they cut one of the trees down they left rather a tall stump. Recently, the stump developed a head. I think it’s an eagle. I look every day now to see if any changes have been made. Nothing. There have been no changes for a week or so. I can hardly wait to see what happens next.
I went straight from church to school yesterday. I was afraid that if I went home, I’d never leave again. But I did at least have to stop for some food. I thought I’d get some junk for lunch, so I stopped at McDonald’s. I wanted a Quarter Pounder with Cheese. I was going to skip the fries, but an apple pie was sounding good to me. (I’ll bet you get apple pies from McDonald’s, too, don’t you Dad?)
Anyway, when I opened the bag, there were TWO apple pies! Was it a mistake? No. The receipt said two pies for one dollar. It’s some kind of special on their dollar menu. I wonder what just one pie costs? Would they even let me buy just one? Does getting just one cost more? I would pay it. Because guess what I did with the extra pie. Yes, that’s right. I ate it.
When I first read your title I thought it said ‘Cheapskate’.
I like everything about your tie, except that it has a u in Saviour. That’s a little too ‘across-the-pond’ for me.
Is this lesson to show why there are different viewpoints in the Gospels?
That kind of lesson would be interesting, but no. It’s about the Gospel being explained with a medical metaphor. The Luke chapter does it, then several months later this other chapter does it. I like to point out that we’ve talked about the metaphor before.
Tricksey Teacher!
So in the past, have the kids remembered what tie you were wearing? That cracks me up when I think about you doing that…HA!
btw: Help me out…what’s the medical metaphor?
Somebody remembered last year. I wore a smiley tie. My smiley ties are semi-famous because I have three of them and I rate them from G to PG to R.
http://bradaptation.com/2009/05/06/tie-ratings/
The metaphor is:
Symptoms = broken commandments
Diagnosis = sin
Prescription = Jesus
Healing = faith, Life, and good works
Referral = we tell others about the Good Doctor
Very nice!!