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tedwordsLast night, Corb and I went to see a production at Sharon Middle School. My Sarah from Guys and Dolls, a very talented lady with the beautiful name of Esme, teaches theater there, and had collaborated with the students to put together a really clever piece about teen-aged angst, video games, duct tape, and love among the pubescentry.
It was well done, and made me wish my kids had gone to this school. Hell, I wish I had.
It also reminded me of how much I hated middle school when I was a kid. I never much liked the Breakfast Club, because the movie's whole sense of mutual coexistance among the various cliques was a state of being that I never personally experienced. Instead, I felt like the kids in my school were trying their best to erase me from existance.
Either that, or I was the one trying to erase myself from existance. I don't think I'll ever really know which was which.
Corb thinks that middle school kids are far more intent on just trying to survive and get by, rather than squashing other kids, and he's probably right about that. Still, either way you cut it, middle school is a mean road to walk down, and I have a lot of admiration for the teachers who have to stroll down that avenue, each and every day. For me, that would be a tough section of town to revisit repeatedly.
It was well done, and made me wish my kids had gone to this school. Hell, I wish I had.
It also reminded me of how much I hated middle school when I was a kid. I never much liked the Breakfast Club, because the movie's whole sense of mutual coexistance among the various cliques was a state of being that I never personally experienced. Instead, I felt like the kids in my school were trying their best to erase me from existance.
Either that, or I was the one trying to erase myself from existance. I don't think I'll ever really know which was which.
Corb thinks that middle school kids are far more intent on just trying to survive and get by, rather than squashing other kids, and he's probably right about that. Still, either way you cut it, middle school is a mean road to walk down, and I have a lot of admiration for the teachers who have to stroll down that avenue, each and every day. For me, that would be a tough section of town to revisit repeatedly.
