Creative writing
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Good teachers can make such a big difference, and it's almost always in these kinds of unquantifiable, "I just encouraged the student in the way they needed" kinds of ways.
This, as much as anything else, is why defunding the education system is so criminal. Stressed-out, underpaid and overworked teachers just won't have the mental space to do these kinds of things.Stressed-out, underpaid and overworked teachers just won't have the mental space to do these kinds of things.
Not only that, but teachers are now actively reprimanded for these kinds of interactions.
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I just hope his family takes good care of him
They should supply him with some fruits for his good health. Maybe some apples would do?
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I can't get over how my then friend decided to write a multi-page over-sexualized fanfic of Final Fantasy for an assignment in middle school. My teacher was surprisingly nonchalant but you could tell she was carefully picking her words.
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The teacher needed a lesson on giving clear assignments, as well as a lesson why ecosystems matter. Kid delivered.
That being said, I would write about a student teleported from the school into some alien school somewhere off-planet & slowly choke to death.
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[slowly choked]
"Harder!" said the squid -
The teacher needed a lesson on giving clear assignments, as well as a lesson why ecosystems matter. Kid delivered.
That being said, I would write about a student teleported from the school into some alien school somewhere off-planet & slowly choke to death.
As a teacher, I feel the opposite. I think the teacher now has entertaining stories that they can show to co-workers about how messed up the kids are these days. It's a kind of therapy for everyone involved.
The only tricky point is when kids write things that are NSFW and then you have to require that they revise them to be SFW, when many kids are not good at understanding the difference, and specifically why it matters in a school environment.
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As a teacher, I feel the opposite. I think the teacher now has entertaining stories that they can show to co-workers about how messed up the kids are these days. It's a kind of therapy for everyone involved.
The only tricky point is when kids write things that are NSFW and then you have to require that they revise them to be SFW, when many kids are not good at understanding the difference, and specifically why it matters in a school environment.
wrote last edited by [email protected]Oh, yeah, totally, I didn't even detect anything bad with that scenario - my joke-point was centered around/stemmed from the fact that the teacher "was mad" about the outcome.
NSFW/SFW stuff should be part of the general rules of the class or school anyway.
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Write about a character in a new, strange situation!
ShindoL:
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Every rime with every writing assignment.
Someone assighed 'what do you believe' and got 3 pages of an 11 year old girl's thoughts on descartes.
Thank fuck that computer never connected to the internet.
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got the assignment to create a layer of hell... unmedicated...
A whole globe of soggy unbreakable weighted blanket over top of you where it is freezing cold. Since the entire earth is covered in it you can't get out from under it. There are also razor wires like those army crawls from movies.
The worst part of it is, you still get cut. No matter how long you try to stay put, in infinite time you eventually WILL go out form your safe zone and get covered in tiny razor scars. At first this isn't a bad thing, you can still heal. But again over infinite time those tiny cuts will begin to built up and up.
::: spoiler suicide & self harm
I went into detail about the first person (Cane from the Bible) to get into my layer of hell explored and found the razor wire, and how he remembers the pain and how he at first avoided them. Then he reminisces about how since there was nothing else to do he caved into an addiction of routinely cutting himself deeper and deeper. Continually he would cut and heal, cut and heal. Over time his body began to wear out, his fingers slowly became stubs of flesh, his ears nothing but tubes. His eyes were gone. He had no more vocal cords from screaming in pain. His entire body was scar tissue and scabs. He was eternally sick from the cold and damp and ate mold for sustenance. Through endless attempts of suicide he would always wake up with no sense of time to go by it was like nothing changed except the blood and pain.Thousands of years later by the time somebody else evil enough to get sent to the same date he is still serving to this day, he was hardly human. (iirc the explanation is this is when Noah's arc happened and all the horrible humans were killed and sent to hell) They came and saw him they thought he was a monster. Nobody is willing to try to see him, much less communicate to him. He has wisdom of how to avoid the suffering as long as you can before losing sanity but he has nobody to speak to. His knowledge impossible to share and his suffering endless. He knows that throughout infinity they will all meet the same fate as him, or what's left of him by that point.
:::...yeah so I was a little bit fucked up :3
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lol ... teacher tells students to be creative .... teacher is shocked when students are very creative
If I were a teacher and I had a student like that ... I'd automatically pass their assignment and two more upcoming assignments without even reviewing their work.
wrote last edited by [email protected]for middle school and higher I 100% agree, but for a primary schooler that's kinda fucked up lol
just for a visual I got a stock image of a 7 year old looks like
I didn't know how to spell my middle name when I was 7 lol
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got the assignment to create a layer of hell... unmedicated...
A whole globe of soggy unbreakable weighted blanket over top of you where it is freezing cold. Since the entire earth is covered in it you can't get out from under it. There are also razor wires like those army crawls from movies.
The worst part of it is, you still get cut. No matter how long you try to stay put, in infinite time you eventually WILL go out form your safe zone and get covered in tiny razor scars. At first this isn't a bad thing, you can still heal. But again over infinite time those tiny cuts will begin to built up and up.
::: spoiler suicide & self harm
I went into detail about the first person (Cane from the Bible) to get into my layer of hell explored and found the razor wire, and how he remembers the pain and how he at first avoided them. Then he reminisces about how since there was nothing else to do he caved into an addiction of routinely cutting himself deeper and deeper. Continually he would cut and heal, cut and heal. Over time his body began to wear out, his fingers slowly became stubs of flesh, his ears nothing but tubes. His eyes were gone. He had no more vocal cords from screaming in pain. His entire body was scar tissue and scabs. He was eternally sick from the cold and damp and ate mold for sustenance. Through endless attempts of suicide he would always wake up with no sense of time to go by it was like nothing changed except the blood and pain.Thousands of years later by the time somebody else evil enough to get sent to the same date he is still serving to this day, he was hardly human. (iirc the explanation is this is when Noah's arc happened and all the horrible humans were killed and sent to hell) They came and saw him they thought he was a monster. Nobody is willing to try to see him, much less communicate to him. He has wisdom of how to avoid the suffering as long as you can before losing sanity but he has nobody to speak to. His knowledge impossible to share and his suffering endless. He knows that throughout infinity they will all meet the same fate as him, or what's left of him by that point.
:::...yeah so I was a little bit fucked up :3
So you can’t die there? Considering that person would be there for an infinite amount of time they would die eventually no? Humans would rather feel pain than boredom. They would eventually be cut to pieces. Like grating a person really slowly. Eventually they won’t have a body. (Unless you count all their pieces of flesh as a body.)
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In the mid 90's I was in a computer class and we had some really basic paint program that our teacher said we had to make a piece of art with that included a saying.
This was at the height of the Got Milk campaign so guess what everyone did, a cow or a glass with Got Milk as their slogan. Since we were allowed to listen to CDs with the CD ROM and a pair of headphones I popped in some Aerosmith and made a geometric man with a Dr Seuss hat and my slogan was "Reality is such a drag".
The next day the teacher calls everyone but me up and gives them their B graded print out, then he calls me up and hands me mine with an A+ and says that's for not doing got milk and actually being creative....by the way where did you come up with that? I told him I heard it on the Aerosmith album I was listening to, he grinned and asked if I liked Boston. I told him I hadn't listened to them before, and the next day he had a Boston CD sitting at my desk when I sat down, turned out he had a book of CDs he kept in there and let me borrow anything I wanted during class for the rest of the year.
Goddamn that was wholesome. Thanks for sharing.
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I was the kid whose creating writing assignments over the years triggered more than one parent-teacher conference.
But in all fairness, I absolutely loved horror movies and my parents let me watch pretty much whatever scary movies I wanted regardless of the violence and sexual content. And I turned out okay, I guess, depending on who you ask and relatively speaking. I mean, I have relatives around the same age who are already dead due to their bad decisions in life, so I'm just saying who cares if an 8 year old writes a story about crocodile-like aliens that eat their meals ass first.
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I was the kid whose creating writing assignments over the years triggered more than one parent-teacher conference.
But in all fairness, I absolutely loved horror movies and my parents let me watch pretty much whatever scary movies I wanted regardless of the violence and sexual content. And I turned out okay, I guess, depending on who you ask and relatively speaking. I mean, I have relatives around the same age who are already dead due to their bad decisions in life, so I'm just saying who cares if an 8 year old writes a story about crocodile-like aliens that eat their meals ass first.
You wrote stories about Martha Stewart at that age?
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Did something similar when I was 11. We had to take inspiration from a picture. The picture in question was that "optical illusion" with the old lady face that kinda looks like a young lady in a dress. I wrote about an old lady that was alone, old her friends and husband dead, all her child far away. She basically contemplated her existence, waiting for her death. Teacher made us read it out loud, when I was done reading, I remember raisin my head an everyone including the teacher had this somber stare, pondering life. It was cool.
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You wrote stories about Martha Stewart at that age?
Don't you fucking dare speak ill of my Martha. I will hunt you down and force you to eat honey braised turnips from Martha's website until you agree that her shit's the bomb
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Goddamn that was wholesome. Thanks for sharing.
Welcome, yeah it's one of the few good memories I have out of my school days.
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Mine ended with something like "and everyone who is still alive and didn't die yet lived happily ever after"
