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> <channel><title>Comments on: Calvin Takes His Pills&#8230;</title> <atom:link href="http://ceruleansanctum.com/2009/03/calvin-takes-his-pills.html/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" /><link>http://ceruleansanctum.com/2009/03/calvin-takes-his-pills.html</link> <description>Looking for the 1st century Church in 21st century America</description> <lastBuildDate>Tue, 22 May 2012 03:53:34 +0000</lastBuildDate> <sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod> <sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency> <item><title>By: Michael</title><link>http://ceruleansanctum.com/2009/03/calvin-takes-his-pills.html#comment-43951</link> <dc:creator>Michael</dc:creator> <pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 23:17:29 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://ceruleansanctum.com/?p=1166#comment-43951</guid> <description>Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs...bathed in chocolate milk! I would have done better, I think, if I had been paddled.</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs&#8230;bathed in chocolate milk! I would have done better, I think, if I had been paddled.</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item><title>By: bob pinto</title><link>http://ceruleansanctum.com/2009/03/calvin-takes-his-pills.html#comment-43950</link> <dc:creator>bob pinto</dc:creator> <pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 23:05:18 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://ceruleansanctum.com/?p=1166#comment-43950</guid> <description>I&#039;m 50 years old, so I can say in my day you didn&#039;t have ADD, you were just bad. And they&#039;d paddle you. I wasn&#039;t put on drugs but today I would have, simply because I talked during class. ( Horrors!)
I scooped too much sugar on cereal like Calvin.
(Cheerios were great. The hard surface and holes of the cereal allowed the sugar to fall to the bottom of the bowl, more so than corn flakes, so it produced a really intense slurry.)
Kids who wanted favor with the teacher did it less with academic achievement and more with snitching. (Tattling.)
With Calvin, whatever way possible to not deal with him is acceptable. And if the teacher has contempt for him so will his classmates.
The better teachers of my day challenged me to be creative and I did so!</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m 50 years old, so I can say in my day you didn&#8217;t have ADD, you were just bad. And they&#8217;d paddle you. I wasn&#8217;t put on drugs but today I would have, simply because I talked during class. ( Horrors!)</p><p>I scooped too much sugar on cereal like Calvin.</p><p>(Cheerios were great. The hard surface and holes of the cereal allowed the sugar to fall to the bottom of the bowl, more so than corn flakes, so it produced a really intense slurry.)</p><p>Kids who wanted favor with the teacher did it less with academic achievement and more with snitching. (Tattling.)</p><p>With Calvin, whatever way possible to not deal with him is acceptable. And if the teacher has contempt for him so will his classmates.</p><p>The better teachers of my day challenged me to be creative and I did so!</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item><title>By: Malana Johansen</title><link>http://ceruleansanctum.com/2009/03/calvin-takes-his-pills.html#comment-43945</link> <dc:creator>Malana Johansen</dc:creator> <pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 04:38:12 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://ceruleansanctum.com/?p=1166#comment-43945</guid> <description>As a junior high teacher, I mourn the loss of imagination in our children today.  I would love having a Calvin in class just to keep things interesting.  Instead I have had students who live to just &quot;beat the game&quot; on computers or when something goes wrong say, &quot;Face it, Ms. J, that&#039;s life.&quot;  I learned a long time ago to accept each student as God made him or her and love them and try to find ways to make them shine (without the silly fake self-esteem stuff).  After all, God loves me, and I still like to believe that brownies came in my house as a child and made the beds and did the dishes on Sundays when we rushed to prepare for service.  That&#039;s what my mom told me and later on when my sister said it was our neighbor, I still preferred the brownies.</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As a junior high teacher, I mourn the loss of imagination in our children today.  I would love having a Calvin in class just to keep things interesting.  Instead I have had students who live to just &#8220;beat the game&#8221; on computers or when something goes wrong say, &#8220;Face it, Ms. J, that&#8217;s life.&#8221;  I learned a long time ago to accept each student as God made him or her and love them and try to find ways to make them shine (without the silly fake self-esteem stuff).  After all, God loves me, and I still like to believe that brownies came in my house as a child and made the beds and did the dishes on Sundays when we rushed to prepare for service.  That&#8217;s what my mom told me and later on when my sister said it was our neighbor, I still preferred the brownies.</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> </channel> </rss>
