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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.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Keep on seizing those teachable moments, yo. We don't just teach in our license, we teach our kids about real life.
Ahsan said…
Dude completely off topic, but having just watched Season 4 of The Wire, my respect for you has gone up by 400%.
Anonymous said…
Well your hair is quite entertaining :3. Reminds me of trampolines.
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
freudianslips said…
can you explain the difference between rational and irrational numbers to me someday?! I still have difficulty keeping that stuff straight sometimes!

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