An important lesson for students and bully teachers:

lilith–bloodrose:

I was talking to one of my brothers last night about kids and teachers from our old high school and one teacher in particular came up. When I was 14 my brother passed away, and I was hardly in any shape to go back to school afterwards but after a 5 month leave, I went back. I basically cried every day. On one such day I was sitting in study hall. I had my head down, crying and just wanted to be left alone. The teacher in question ordered me to pick my head up and when she asked why I was crying I told her why and asked if I could be excused to the bathroom. She said no and told me to “suck it up” and proceeded to berate me for being upset. Meanwhile students in class just watched, not saying a word, either because they didn’t know what was going on, they hated me, or didn’t want to get sent to the dean. One of my friends stood up though and told her to cool it, that my brother had just died and she was being a bitch. She made some comment and immediately went into her office.

Lesson: If you see a teacher bullying a student in any way, you need to speak up. You might be afraid of going to the dean or getting detention or the teacher giving you bad grades because of it but they literally can’t. They might try but they have people they answer to that are usually nicer than them and if they try to use your education as leverage to bully, it won’t stick. It’s much more important to speak up and stop them, because high school is hard enough without teachers treating their students like shit.

Another quick seafood pasta thing, which I’m at least hoping might be as tasty as the other one I tried. (And considered buying again earlier.)

This time I thought I would try cutting the frozen block in half, so I don’t have to cook both servings at the same time. Not sure I want all of it at once, and seafood in hot weather 😧

jenniferrpovey:

caffeinewitchcraft:

feynites:

little-jar-of-dragons:

But what if your childhood was shitty and traumatizing and you were meek and quiet as a kid so get a sweet little kitten and eventually as you grow and realize your worth and become more confident that kitten slowly grows into a lion.

Usually, when I bring kids their Companions, it’s a happy day.

Most parents like to throw parties for their children. Make it a big ‘lifetime milestone’ type deal. Sometimes, if there are a lot of birthdays on the same day, they do events at the local schools. I never really have to call ahead – people know I’m coming. The roster at the head offices keeps a running record, and Deliverers like me pack up the Untouched Eggs (wearing gloves, of course), and set out to cover their area for the day. I work six days a week, and sometimes I take emergency runs if I’m nearby and another district is overwhelmed. Overtime is common, but so are short days, when only a small number of kids are hitting ten.

It’s a job that has me travelling a lot. i go wherever there’s the most need for Deliverers. We don’t like to be late; tenth birthdays are an important matter. But I like being on the road. It lets me see a lot of the country.

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It’s always such a pleasure to read a short story that so clearly, cleverly, and magically creates a whole different universe. I would read a seven book series of this, from any perspective. Thank you @feynites for writing this and posting it on here! This really made my day something special.

…yeah. WRITE MORE.

clatterbane:

Just waiting for storms to really hit and the heat to break again *fingers crossed*

It’s a little less miserable already here, down to about 80F in a humid, keeps sprinkling kind of way. The inside of the house is still hotter, of course, but hopefully not for too long.

No idea if this is another temporary reprieve, but I’ll be glad to sleep better again regardless.

Meanwhile, Mr. C is spending the week in a tent somewhere in Wales. Not sure if he’d be quite so glad to see thunderstorms. Might make that fencing event more exciting 🙄