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Teaching Diary: Sensory Terrorism
Apr. 23rd, 2024 12:05 pmThere is a lot that can happen in a class that teaching college can never prepare you for. Like the kid who licked blue highlighters because he thought they should taste like blueberries. When told to stop, he looked at me and said, "They're non-toxic." So I let him keep licking the highlighter.
Or the time the kid brought a condom to class, opened the packet, and shot the condom across the room like a slingshot. (To which I replied, "Aren't we optimistic?")
Today, a student brought durian snacks to class, and I lost control. I kind of don't blame them. The odor is very strong, and to be honest, combined with the humid head in the room, it's giving me a headache. But we still have stuff to do!
These kids would never survive living in a rural dairy town, especially those days when the smell of the silage is picked up on the wind and carried across the valley. Babies.
Or the time the kid brought a condom to class, opened the packet, and shot the condom across the room like a slingshot. (To which I replied, "Aren't we optimistic?")
Today, a student brought durian snacks to class, and I lost control. I kind of don't blame them. The odor is very strong, and to be honest, combined with the humid head in the room, it's giving me a headache. But we still have stuff to do!
These kids would never survive living in a rural dairy town, especially those days when the smell of the silage is picked up on the wind and carried across the valley. Babies.
