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Stuff from School

I went through the Rugrats’ stuff after school today, and they came home with a few interesting items.

First, the Squirt had this in his homework:

Poor Pluto

Poor Pluto

I asked him why he crossed out Pluto, and he said “Because it’s not a planet anymore.”

Then it hit me: Pluto hasn’t been a planet since 2006. That means his teacher hasn’t bothered to update her worksheets for over six years.

*facepalm*

Look, I like his teacher. She’s great. In fact, she’s also a co-worker. But it’s a sign of what we see far too often in schools these days: the same old things being taught with the same old methods. There is a plethora of astronomy content on the Internet, and we’re still using worksheets with outdated information on them. I guess paper and pencil trumps Neil deGrasse Tyson.

On a lighter note, Little Bird came home with this:

Afraid to Find Out

I’m afraid to find out

I saw Se7en. I know how this works.

Of course it could be much, much worse…

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Mike Oliveri is a writer, martial artist, cigar aficionado, motorcyclist, and family man, but not necessarily in that order. He is currently hard at work on the werewolf noir series The Pack for Evileye Books.

He Comes By It Honestly

Today the Midget’s teacher sent an email to the Wife. It went like this:

“I’m sending a paper that Tim did this A.M. It will be stapled to his Agenda page. Would you please take a look at it and let me know what you think?”

Being both a parent, a student at some point in time, and now a staff member for a school district, I know that notes like this are a Bad Thing. I assumed it had something to do with zombies, blood and death, but one never knows with the son of a horror writer.

Naturally, I couldn’t wait to read it.

Turns out, I wasn’t terribly far off. This is his paper on “What I’m going to do for Spring Break” complete with the teacher note:

What can I say? It's in the genes.

What can I say? It's in the genes.

I couldn’t help but laugh. This is the kind of thing I did to my teachers. Couldn’t figure out an Algebra equation? Draw a little head with the top of his head blowing off, complete with mushroom cloud.

No zombies. He did, however, choose to get through the assignment as fast as possible so he could turn over the paper and draw a rocket ship with a gun and a guy running away from what’s supposed to be an alien:

Of course there has to be death, or at least the promise thereof.

Of course there has to be death, or at least the promise thereof.

The only thing that pisses me off about this one is he appears to like drawing aliens and rocket ships, but can’t be bothered to read the copy of How to Draw Comics the Marvel Way I bought him. Grr.

About Mike Oliveri

Mike Oliveri is a writer, martial artist, cigar aficionado, motorcyclist, and family man, but not necessarily in that order. He is currently hard at work on the werewolf noir series The Pack for Evileye Books.