![]() Lined up in rows, pencils sharpened, tests handed out, and we were about four minutes into it, so by that point everyone was fully settled. ![]() Just picture them all sitting in their desks. I have zero memory of what the test was over that’s not important. This was around February or March, by which time I had gotten to know them pretty well and we had a routine down. But in general, an easy group to work with. ![]() Not that the class was all business they goofed around some, didn’t always do everything right, socialized and freaked out and complained just like any kid that age. They took themselves and their work as seriously as 13-year-olds could. And-in equal measure-slang and humor and cussing and stories, some of them stories of times when I made bad decisions and wasn’t a good role model. My building materials are practical advice, the wisdom of academics and practicing teachers, and clear, simple language. I’m trying to build bridges in that space. I am something else, someone who tries to stand in the space between the serious academics and the people on the ground, grinding out the teaching work day after day. I hope I’ve never given the impression that I’m trying to pass myself off as belonging in their ranks. I’m grateful to these people for the work they do, and I try to help them get the word out about what they’re learning.īut I am not one of them. ![]() The world is full of serious academics who have devoted years to learning how to conduct, consume, and disseminate high-quality research. I decided I was long overdue for some fluff. That email made me take a good hard look at my body of work, and I realized it’s been a while since I wrote something truly fluffy, something that didn’t even pretend to be research-based. A few weeks ago, a reader emailed me to inform me that she was going to stop sharing my articles with her pre-service teachers until I got more serious about referencing real research in my posts, instead of the fluff I’m basing them on now. I think at least two valuable lessons about teaching might be buried inside it, so after I tell the story, I’m going to see what nuggets of wisdom I can extract from it.įinally, I’m telling it because it’s inappropriate. I’m also telling it because it might be worth more than a quick laugh. I’ll get back to all the really important stuff soon, but for now I’m just going to tell a little story about a moment in my teaching career that has always stuck with me, and has probably also stuck with the students who sat in my classroom that day. I’m preparing to take a month off from blogging and sharing this story seems like a good way to go out. And if you let her rip when you’re really relaxed? Pretty much silent.I’m telling it for several reasons: One, I’m a little burned out on teaching strategies and education research. Sometimes we try to let gas out slowly, that’s a different sonic experience.īut if we break wind, when we are more relaxed, it’s like the sound a tuba player makes when his lips are more relaxed. Pass just a little gas, and the sound changes again. The same principle applies to flatulence. When you blow the same amount of air through the opening with super tight lips, the sound changes. With a tuba, for instance, to make a sound, you have to press your lips tightly together and blow air through the opening of the instrument. In this case, when the opening of your bum vibrates, it goes ‘pfft.’įarting isn’t too different from playing a brass instrument. When a lot of gas is pushed out of that tiny opening in short order, it vibrates the tissue. The whoopee-cushion noise comes from the end of the digestive track – that opening of your rear-end. Third, the size of the hole the gas rushes through, that hole is, of course, the one we expel waste from, the hole in our rumps. Second-force, how strongly the gas is pushed out. First-volume, the amount of gas you pass. Not necessarily.īasically the noise factor has to do with three things. A huge misconception in the world of flatulence is that when you toot, your butt cheeks are to blame for the noise.
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