We are the PERFECT roommates! It is no wonder that my roommate and I get along so well. We have close to the same thought processes and make interesting and sometimes odd observations. It never stops and I'm pretty sure that when we walk in to a room or building halfway through a conversation, someone thinks we're crazy. Today was no exception.
In case you were not aware, we work in a VERY diverse school system. We have students from all over South America and the Caribbean Islands. We have people from all over the United States as well. We are a very diverse school - which makes learning about other cultures very interesting. I am almost positive that you could name any ethnicity and we would have a student at our school. But on to the conversation that started it all. I'm not quite sure how we started to discuss this topic, but we got on the topic of "political correctness" - ah! I remember. We were discussing an incident that happened at our school that resulted in an evacuation. Once we had reentered our school, we had to move all grade levels through the lunch line and monitor all students (of course). I sat down with a group of students that was having a very interesting conversation. One of the students says as I sit down "Yeah, we're all African American." Pointing to the other black students at the table. The girl sitting next to me shouts, "I'm not African American! I'm Haitian - my family is NOT from Africa." Which got me to thinking about political correctness. We can not be politically correct at our school, because being politically correct would certain offend more than help. So, we got on a conversation about how there are White People who have migrated to the United States from South Africa - this means they are African Americans - but their white...so how does that work? And the conversation snowballed from there.
Some comment was then made that gets us on to a conversation about "rhetorical" and "rhetoric." Rhetorical is the word of the week at the school, but neither of us could remember if it was rhetorical or rhetoric. We start having a conversation about asking students rhetorical questions and getting answers to them. Quite odd - definitely a good word of the week. We pull in to the parking lot and proceed to exit the car saying we'll just check when we get into the school - which then leads us to another conversation. The transition: what we're going to do while our students take their pre-assessments. And the transition begins.
For those of you keeping track - we are now at conversation three in a thirty-minute time period.
Walking in to school we start having a conversation about books! Yes, I teach Civics, but man do I love reading. So we're talking about books and I tell my roommate that I need to finish "Maze Runner" (you should read it...it's a bit confusing in the beginning, but I'm really starting to enjoy it) so I can read the other book I bought: "The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight." Such a fun title to say. On cue, we get in to a conversation that the probability would be zero because you don't "love at first sight," you "lust at first sight" (I don't believe her). So we're having a very interesting and serious conversation about how I knew I was going to marry John and it was totally love at first sight when we open the door to enter the front office.
So we walk in to the school and we're having this conversation about love at first sight vs. lust at first sight when I see the word of the week and randomly stop what I'm saying to say, "It's rhetorical." Thus getting the "ooookay, crazy person" look for our secretary. :)
Now you're wondering where "Weatherbee Way" came from, I'm sure. The "Weatherbee Way" comes from the path we were trying to choose to take our walk tonight. We could go "The three mile way" or we could go the "Weatherbee way" - haha Weatherbee way turns in to Weatherbee Way. Smile everyone, we're easily amused!
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