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How do you divide decimals? To find out let’s take a peak at this clip from the fantastic book Everything you Need to Ace Math In One Big Fat Notebook by Ouida Newton. (affiliate link)







I had a handful of teachers telling me I would amount to nothing when I left school. Well, I now own a vacuum cleaner with headlights & not only have a dvd player downstairs, but 1 in my bedroom too. So basically teachers.....🖕



















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Vera level acting by and Exspecially Climax Scene and not acting they live in their role mam acting is best in Challenging Villan Scene Semma Performance Sir Proud to b ur fan Sir




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One of my year 7s made me a homemade candle for Christmas and it’s honestly gorgeous 😍 🕯 Perk of the job right there




Bihar के Ruby Kumari का कारनामा देख Shahrukh Khan हुए हैरान, Teacher ने ऐसे दिया धन्यवाद ! वीडियो -












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From time to time, I’ve been lucky enough to receive some stellar artwork that my students have drawn for me.

I absolutely love the comic-themed drawings from Batman and The Walking Dead, but I especially like my most recent Breaking Bad-inspired piece… That’s not just any old mallard ⁠— it’s Heisenduck! 🦆

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A random memory

I had my first panic attack in gym class. The boys were playing soccer and I wanted to join them. They had so much fun and I just wanted to be a part of that. No one kicked the ball to me, ever. I was invisible, so soon I started staring from the sidelines. No one would notice anyways. I got incredibly sad watching them play as I stood there, as an outcast. Not a friend and not a boy to these around me. My eyes started to become blurry with tears and I hid away, somewhere were I wouldn’t be seen and where I could cry in private.

I started crying silently to myself, no one noticed. My breath hitched and my hands started to feel clammy. I was feeling cold and each gulp of air was becoming more difficult. I started to hyperventilate, I don’t know for how long, and my legs were so warm. I just stared ahead.

One of my classmates noticed eventually and called a teacher. They tried to speak to me. I wanted to answer but I couldn’t, just frozen in that panicked state, so my classmate slapped me in the face to wake me up as my teacher stood there in confusion. I woke up. I thanked my classmate. I didn’t know what had happened… I couldn’t explain it to my teacher and she didn’t really care. Gym class was over and I would have English next.

I dreaded it. The teacher who taught us English was stern and mean, he would often make fun of me in front of the class due to my timid nature and my inability to speak in front of other people. I was also really bad at English back then because I didn’t do my homework or studied. I isolated myself a lot.

We were given an assignment and I finished it in class. I wasn’t as dumb as everyone thought I was. And I wrote a letter. About what had happened to me during gym class and how it made me feel. It was very personal and very sad. I failed to notice my English teacher standing at my desk.

When I did, I quickly folded the letter and I wanted to throw it away later, but- the teacher tried to take it from me. I pleaded with him not to read it and tried to take it from him, I told him I was already done with the assignment, but he grabbed it and he opened it and he read it. All I could do was sit there in silence and shock, a second panic attack was rising in my chest. My teacher looked at me weirdly and uncertain, like he expected to read something else. I ripped the note out of his hand and stormed out of the class. How embarrassing and soul crushing. I was maybe 13 years old.

I don’t know how long I sat there, but soon one of my friends came outside and asked what had happened, so I showed them the letter. Soon, a second friend joined me and we sat in silence for a while. That was nice… but I just had two panic attacks for the first time in my life in a row- two of which many followed. I never talked to my teacher about the contents of this letter and he never asked-

But he also never tried to humiliate me in front of the class- or at least, not as often.

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Geoffrey Winthrop Young (deceased)

  • Gender: Male
  • Sexuality: Bisexual
  • DOB: 25 October 1876  
  • RIP: 8 September 1958
  • Ethnicity: White
  • Occupation: Climber, poet, teacher, writer, journalist, veteran
  • Note 1: In 1917 an explosion caused injuries requiring the amputation of one of his legs. After the amputation, Young walked sixteen miles in two days to avoid being captured by the Austrians. He continued alpine climbing for a number of years – using a specially designed artificial leg that accepted a number of attachments for snow and rock work – and climbed the Matterhorn in 1928.
  • Note 2:  To support himself and his family he worked for the Rockefeller Foundation, and spent much time in Germany, and – having met Kurt Hahn before the War – helped Hahn immigrate to England in 1934. The now famous Duke of Edinburgh Award scheme and the International Award scheme comes from this co-operation between Kurt Hahn and Geoffrey Young. The Outward Bound movement, after World War II, owes a considerable debt to their friendship.
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I’ve got a Virtual Boy! This unique piece of gaming history was actually donated to my classroom by a very generous student and is certainly a conversation piece among my pupils! 🎮

In 1995, Nintendo tried to cash in on the virtual reality craze with this 3D-esque console. With only around 770,000 units sold however, the Virtual Boy would go on to become Nintendo’s worst-selling console of all time. The fact that many gamers complained of dizziness, nausea, and headaches due to the harsh red/black display and uncomfortable ergonomics didn’t help much either. 🤢

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