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Friday, September 24, 2010

BFF: Did She Really Say That?!?!

Nothing against you mamas to girls, but I usually feel an instant bond with mamas to boys. Especially mamas to just boys. And particuarly to mamas to a lot of boys. It's like our own crazy club that we are initiated into through being peed on, all the penis-talk, the dirt, the noise, the messes, the peeing in random places just because they can, the boy-ness that they bring into our lives.


And so, when I stumbled onto the blog of this week's Blog Friend Feature, I knew I had to read her! She has FOUR boys. Yes, even one more than my crazy little zoo. Hers was one of the first blogs that I followed. From her stories about life in a boy house, to her substitute teaching stories, to laughing at her shameless pleas for someone to give her a DSLR, to her Friday meme "Letters of Intent," she is one fabulous blogger. Meet Julie from Foursons.


Some of you may or may not know, but I was a teacher at one point in my life. For one whole school year from Aug. '00- May '01, I taught English and Drama to 7-12th grades in a very small, private, christian school. (I did not renew my contract in order to stay home with my unborn child who was due in October.)

My smallest class had 7 students and my largest had 15. I loved teaching at this school. I don't know how effective at teaching I actually was...I don't have a teaching certificate. But in TX, private schools are allowed to hire non-certified teachers to teach if they deem them sufficient enough.

My actual degree is Psychology with a minor in Art and Design. But, during my interview the committee looked at my English grades and saw that they were decent and figured I could teach English as well. I can't tell you how nervous I was about doing this job. I had no mentor- I was the English dept. for the middle and high school classes. Turns out that if you have a Teacher's Edition book, you can fake your way through most of the lessons. Who knew?!

I had my 8th graders in front of me one lovely school day discussing the classic novel, Huck Finn. This was my 3rd class of the day and I had started to settle down a little and relax in front of the classroom.

Apparently I relaxed a little too much- way too much actually.

I don't remember which part of the book we were discussing. It really doesn't matter at this point. What matters is that I had a MAJOR slip of the tongue in front of a group of 8th graders in a P.R.I.V.A.T.E. C.H.R.I.S.T.I.A.N. school. Did I make that clear? I was responsible for teaching children who were raised in a christian home...with christian parents...going to church on Sundays...and usually on Wednesdays...and living a very sheltered, innocent life. Yup, they hired me for this job.

"OK y'all. Did you figure out the symbolism in Fuc* Hinn? No wait, I mean Huck Finn!"


Please leave Julie some comment love here and then go follow her blog if you don't already!


Foursons

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32 Comments:

Blogger Oka said...

Remembering 8th grade (Christian School or not) those kids loved it. LOL

September 24, 2010 at 7:22 AM  
Blogger Di said...

I remember one of my friends in 6th grade history said Pubic Wars instead of Punic Wars - It may have been the highlight of our year! :)

September 24, 2010 at 7:45 AM  
Blogger Sarah said...

Hilarious!! I can just imagine their reaction :)

September 24, 2010 at 7:46 AM  
Blogger Brandi said...

HA! Jules, I love this one! ;)

September 24, 2010 at 8:26 AM  
Blogger Kmama said...

LOL Gotta love those spoonerisms. ;-)

Julie's one of my favorite bloggers. So glad she was featured.

September 24, 2010 at 9:01 AM  
Blogger MommaKiss said...

Oh I remember being an 8th grader, who was from a bible bangin' family. When I heard cussing, I loved it. Didn't think the cusser was going to ignite in flames in front of me or anything...its part of life. Today? I never cuss. Ever. *snort.

September 24, 2010 at 9:08 AM  
Blogger Heidi said...

niiiiiiiice one! ;)

Thanks for introducing us, shell - Yes, I totally agree - us mama's of all boys share an instant bond! :)

September 24, 2010 at 9:19 AM  
Blogger Oka said...

Shell, where do I rank with 3 boys and one tomboy???

September 24, 2010 at 9:42 AM  
Blogger Diane said...

Thank God I'm not the only one who does stuff like that! I'm with you on the whole mom of boys thing. I have 2 and I swear I don't know how anyone does it with more! Going to check out Julie right now...

September 24, 2010 at 9:55 AM  
Blogger An Imperfect Momma said...

LOL! I can't imagine what may have followed! You poor thing :)

September 24, 2010 at 10:07 AM  
Blogger Ali@LastSplash said...

Funny! At least it was a slip and not intentional.

I also find it funny that in the pic used, the kid's arm in the foreground makes it look like the teacher is wearing a VERY short skirt.

September 24, 2010 at 10:16 AM  
Blogger Jenn said...

How funny. I'm sure those kids loved it!

September 24, 2010 at 10:31 AM  
Blogger KLZ said...

I bet, since they were eight graders, they completely loved you for it.

September 24, 2010 at 11:10 AM  
Blogger Quirkyloon said...

LMBO! I can just hear my son, "Mo-om guess what the teacher said today?"

Bahahahahahaha

September 24, 2010 at 11:15 AM  
Blogger DaisyGal said...

LOL...now that is a STORY...and one that I definately would have been a part of if I was there..because I always say the WRONG THING at the WRONG TIME....

did you turn all kinds of red???? You poor thing.

thanks for sharing, I needed the giggle.

September 24, 2010 at 11:30 AM  
Blogger magically ordinary said...

Such a fantastically funny story. Love it! Thanks for highlighting Foursons today! Heading over to her blog to read more!

September 24, 2010 at 12:17 PM  
Blogger Daisygirl said...

haha....oh well thanks for the laugh first off because I needed it! I could just see the faces of all the kids now!

Congrats on being featured I am off to your blog!

September 24, 2010 at 12:39 PM  
Blogger Rachel said...

We love King Julien too! :) Hoping she gets that hand back in fighting shape for another Battle of the Blogs soon!

Thanks for showcasing her - she's the best!

September 24, 2010 at 1:04 PM  
Blogger WhisperingWriter said...

Oh, I love Julie. She's fantastic :)

Great post!

September 24, 2010 at 1:09 PM  
Blogger Angie said...

LMBO

That is hysterical!

September 24, 2010 at 1:48 PM  
Blogger Natalie said...

That's hilarious!! I'm going to go check out her blog :)

September 24, 2010 at 2:07 PM  
Blogger cornflakegirl74 said...

LMAO!!!! Wooooooops. :p Hey, it happens to the best of us. Does make for a GREAT story though!

September 24, 2010 at 3:22 PM  
Blogger Foursons said...

Oh my gosh Shell, I am so excited to receive all this attention today! Thank you a million times over for featuring me! I needed a morale boost and you sure provided.

September 24, 2010 at 4:05 PM  
Blogger Sorta Southern Single Mom said...

LOL! When I was in 6th grade my best friend was reading out loud from our science book and misread "noxious organisms" as "obnoxious orgasms" At that age, if we didn't know exactly what it was, we knew enough... even the teacher lost it and had to hide behind her book!

September 24, 2010 at 7:45 PM  
Blogger Katina said...

I bet THAT was the highlight of the year! However, you never know what words folks say at home when they have their masks off! It was probably NOT the first time for some of them! (LOl)

September 24, 2010 at 8:11 PM  
Blogger Hyacynth said...

Just popping in to say how much I love that you are featuring Julie today! She is so wonderful, and she's darn funny. :)

September 24, 2010 at 9:26 PM  
Blogger kc said...

Julie...too funny!!!

September 24, 2010 at 9:59 PM  
Blogger Melinda said...

Oh no!!! ;0) Sounds like something I would do! We have much in common actually. I taught middle school at my kids' private Christian school for one year also -- uncertified, but good enough at English and History that they gave me the nod. I lasted exactly one year. Now that I have a middle schooler at home, I understand why 10 of them at one time seemed so stinkin' overwhelming! Going to visit your blog! ;0)

September 25, 2010 at 9:14 AM  
Blogger Mrs4444 said...

HILARIOUS! This reminds me of the time my mom was a Wisconsin Research lady in the mall, where she administered surveys to shoppers. She tells the story of how she once asked a person, "Is that pull-time, or fart-time?" hahahaha

Off to visit!

September 25, 2010 at 12:54 PM  
Blogger The Baby Store Plus said...

Oh My Gosh! I am crying tears from laughing so hard...that is tooooo funny. How you held your composure afterwards is beyond me. I would still be trying to not laugh, or cry, hours later.

Thank you for sharing. I am going to forward this on to my daughter, a 2nd Grade Teacher. She will love it too.

Anna

September 25, 2010 at 3:29 PM  
Blogger anymommy said...

And then you were their favorite teacher forever ;-) Great story.

September 25, 2010 at 4:09 PM  
Blogger Emmy said...

Lol! Too funny.

September 26, 2010 at 12:09 PM  

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