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Quote of the Week: 9/13-9/17

We have new students. Here's a memorable quote from one of them during Algebra as I was explaining the difference between rational and irrational numbers:
"Yo Mista, are you Jewish? You look like that Jewish comedian on the TV. Your hair is mad fro-y."
I explained where I was from, but had to turn to my handy dandy class globe to give a mini-geography lesson on where Pakistan and Iran are. You'd think they would know based on world news: it's fair to say I come from the two most popular countries in the world right now...

We will be accepting approximately 10-20 new students every week until mid-October or so. Look for more gems like these over the next few weeks.
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Anonymous said…
Keep on seizing those teachable moments, yo. We don't just teach in our license, we teach our kids about real life.
September 18, 2010 at 4:03 PM
Ahsan said…
Dude completely off topic, but having just watched Season 4 of The Wire, my respect for you has gone up by 400%.
September 18, 2010 at 8:22 PM
Anonymous said…
Well your hair is quite entertaining :3. Reminds me of trampolines.
September 19, 2010 at 12:38 AM
Yo Mista! said…
@ Anonymous 1: Thanks!

@ Ahsan: I have yet to see this season that everyone is talking about, but will definitely have to check it out soon.

@ Anonymous 2: The density of my hair is most likely equivalent to that of Pauly D's... sad
September 19, 2010 at 10:07 AM
freudianslips said…
can you explain the difference between rational and irrational numbers to me someday?! I still have difficulty keeping that stuff straight sometimes!
September 29, 2010 at 2:23 PM
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