It is that time again-- time for me to be packing for a work trip.....and yet what am I doing? Well, other than laundry....nothing productive. So, in the spirit of doing anything and everything but what I should be doing....I present to you a list of random facts about the last few days:
*Yesterday morning when I was walking out to my car a bird fell like a rock out of tree about 6 inches in front of me. That, understandably, made me yelp. It wasn't until that same bird tried to fly up my skirt that I really shrieked.
*Today at lunch I randomly remembered the time in 5th grade when I found our class pet, a Guinea Pig named Snowball, dead in his cage. And then our teacher decided to truly make it an educational experience by bringing a vet in THAT afternoon to dissect Snowball in front of the class. I didn't excuse myself to go to the nurse until the vet broke out his little teensy saw and started sawing the skull open so we could see the brain. Looking back on the story as an adult-- I wonder several things:
1. What was the thought process that led our teacher to the belief that the best way to help a bunch of 5th graders deal with the death of a beloved class pet would be to watch the aforementioned pet be systematically dismembered and gutted?
2. Where on earth did she find a vet that would come in at the last minute like that and bring his tools along so as to be able to better traumatize young children?
3. Would a teacher today be able to do something like that without getting in trouble?
4. What did our baby Guinea Pig, Joey, think about the whole thing?
*If any of you doubt me on the above story, Heather can back me up. She was there too!
*Matt Damon has agreed to do a 4th Bourne movie. I am happy. This is all.
*Jon Stewart is officially the most awesome Oscar host EVER for letting Markita Irglova give her acceptance speech for "Falling Slowly" from Once after the stupid orchestra dude cut her off.
*Random question of the day: Since when can "Fran" be a boy name? Did I miss that memo?
February 25, 2008
Procrastination is an Art
Posted by Sarah at 7:03 PM
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a. Fran shouldn't be a boy's name.
b. The vet was going to (or did) saw open the skull?!!! That's so awful! What WAS your teacher thinking?
Lol! This is so funny and sad at the same time. Both about the pet and Fran being a boy's name.
You can't imagine how much I loved Jon Stewart for letting Markita give her speech or how much I loved that they won. Well, wait, you can imagine. I have wanted to call you all day just so we could say that to each other.
Have a great trip!
Hey look at me! I have packed a LITTLE....but now I'm taking a well earned break (*ahem*).....
Yes, the vet DID saw open the SKULL. I remember two of the boys in the class (Chad Wedel....and I'm blanking on the second participant.....and WHY do I remember this so clearly?) holding Joey (the baby, and incidentally albino Guinea pig we also had) over Snowball's open skull and showing Joey the brain and saying "Look! That's what you look like inside!"
You think I'm making this up, but I'm not.
(Bobby, I think it was stories like this that always made Jason roll his eyes at my childhood)
I actually remember you telling us this story once. And yes, Jason rolled his eyes, and I giggled. You truly are one-of-a-kind!
That is horrible and amazing all at once.
Fran....well, Francis can be a boys name can't it? Fransisco is also a boys name. I'm not saying I'd be comfortable using it for a boy. I think I'll call Ian that for the day and see how it goes.
Francisco, i mean
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