Teacher here...many schools have changed STEM to STEAM to include art because the arts are important to cognitive development and learning just as science, technology, engineering, and mathematics are.
Teacher here...many schools have changed STEM to STEAM to include art because the arts are important to cognitive development and learning just as science, technology, engineering, and mathematics are.
‘Honey, can you come in here and give me your opinion on which sweater looks best for a perp walk? I want it to say ‘OLD MAN, NOT RAPIST, PUDDING POP.’
I say there are men who are objectively beautiful but not erotically stimulating.
i do, as much as possible. and when i do talk to cops, i tell them straight out that i have trouble with eye contact because of autism, not because i have anything to hide, and that they can confirm that by checking and seeing that i’m 36 and have no criminal record (never even got a parking/speeding ticket). just…
As a teacher, I’m not going to say there aren’t asshole teachers out there, but true bullying can be REALLY FUCKING HARD to recognize from our point of view. We don’t know the backstory, we’re usually overwhelmed with the academic side of things to the point where we feel like we don’t have time for the social side…
I am always SO paranoid about this when my students have a joke that I don’t understand. Like, is it just stupid middle-school humor, or are they being cruel and I just don’t know the whole story?
You are out of your mind if you think Clinton is worse than Cruz. I can’t stand it. How can you even contemplate Ted Cruz without become hysterical, much less as president? I mean, really, how?
Your choices will be a turd and another slightly different turd.
I bought a bottle of perfume for my grandmother one year, probably around 1978-79 or so. (don’t remember the brand, but it was probably cheap as hell since I was 15yrs old at the time.)
I found my parents’ polaroids. That... was not a great find.
I had all the Barbies, my friend had a Barbie house. She accused me of using her for that house. Well duh!
And now I have the “Barbie and the Rockers” song in my head.
We had that Barbie mansion. My sister and I received it for Christmas one year. It was our only present and it took my dad the entirety of the holiday break to put it together. He put it on a wheeled platform he built so we could move it around. It lasted about ten years, moved to three houses in two states and…
I cannot describe my disappointment at having received my big beautiful Barbie Dream House (I think it was the one with the elevator) and discovering there was no furniture in it, and that Barbie was trying to rip my parents off.
Had it. It was the stuff of dreams. I mean... check out that saddle.