Well, Boo and Heather, thanks for your continued enthusiasm. Good to know I'm needed. This blog has been therapeutic for me, especially since no one at work ever talks. I think everyone just meditates all day long, so this is a good way for me to feel like I'm actually communicating with people.
Since I now know that my wonderful and amazing sister, Mary Amanda Clark Marble, now reads my blog, I must warn her....this could get embarrassing for you. I need material, and well, lets face it, sometimes you are a wealth of entertainment.
I entitled this post germs because they have been a major part of my life lately. No, I have not been ill, but they are the theme of my science learning center and guided lesson plan for my teaching science grad school class. I toyed with many options, but I thought to myself, I should really teach something I know. I did win the overall state science fair as a senior, and what was my project on, germs. That glorious day took place at one Starkville Academy, and surprisingly, all SA students were fully clothed...no two-piece outfits. I guess they only reserve those for special occasions like prom....oh, and football games. Those flyaway skirts were repulsive, and you know it Skaggs and Butts! Anyway, back to my project....don't worry, I didn't win because I am a super science genius....it was just really pretty and intricately detailed. I snowed the judges. So, hopefully I can do the same with this project.
So, that leads me to think about my life-long struggle with germs. I vividly remember at 4 years old not wanting to go to school because I thought the boys were dirty. I remember my dad carrying me down the sidewalk to my school while I was screaming at the top of my lungs. I bet my teacher was pumped about that! My teacher must have thought I was one high-strung child. She was right. Thanks mom for ingraining the fear of a microscopic army on the march. My grandmother, Memer, thought they were going to have to take me to counseling. Might have been a good idea for various reasons. So the battle continued and is still being fought today. As I type I think of all the microorganisms having fun in my keyboard. Have you ever swabbed and grown cultures from a keyboard? Well, I haven't either, but I bet it's disgusting. I know bowling balls are. Just a word to the wise...NEVER EAT and BOWL! Just trust me on this one. That was the science fair that I left the cultures in my car for like six weeks. They grew some kind of pink stuff, and I never could get the smell out of my trunk. I hope the new owner of the torpedo hasn't come down with some heinous infection.
Well, I think that's enough about germs today. I'll let you know how my project goes. I'll probably post again later....I have a feeling it's going to be a very slow day.
3 comments:
it thrills me that you enjoy making fun of the 2 piece prom dresses as much as i do.
i would like for it to be known that i attended starkville academy and never once considered doing such a thing.
I for one, LOVED parading around in my two piece: cheer uniform AND Prom. I will never let my own daughter wear anything of the sort though.
in hindsight, the two-piece prom dress, fly away cheerleader skirts and stomach bearing cheerleader uniforms were a disgrace.
However, if I still had the stomach that I did back then, I might just wear that uniform to work.
and, no, my daughters will NEVER be allowed to wear such a thing.
How did those unifroms pass school policy, anyway?
You are a germ freak.
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