The seventh and eighth graders at my school are watching the movie this spoof is based on. I don't really like the movie - it's so over-the-top and the stereotypes are a sickeningly out of control (not all inner-city kids are in gangs, deal drugs, and have violent abusive pasts dontcha know)... This spoof sort of highlights another reason the movie makes me squirm.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZVF-nirSq5s
As I walked into the room with the students rapt in the glare of the TV screen playing "Freedom Writers", I hear "Hey, Miss, that's your twin!" It's inescapable. This is how I'm seen. I'm the "white lady."
[ posted by angele at 10/08/2007 11:24:00 PM ] [ link ] [ 13 responses ]
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voting
I went to the French Embassy today to vote for Segolene. I wasn't a French national, so I had to get my boyfriend to do it for me.
I'm not very political, but I think that this guy
is a raging asshole. He wants to create a ministry of "French Identity" to promote, well, being French instead of, say, North African. In other words he wants to institutionalize racism even more than it already is. Remember all those riots last year?
Oh yeah, and he's essentially the minister of homeland security which means he's the big boss of the French police force (they don't have municipal police with local comissioners the same way we do in the US). He's been all about random searches and pumping up the "us against them" attitudes amongst the older paranoids and the younger "thugs."
Finally, he wants to create mandatory testing for things like ADD at age 3 so that society can be divided into the hopeless and the hopeful early on. Studies show, afterall, that those with ADD are more likely to become criminals. He also wants to tag people like children of child molestors since they are genetically more likely to become child molesters themselves (WTF???).
Of course the way he speaks, all of these propositions actually seem reasonable. I'm suspicious that his actual motives are truly sinister, though. It just blows my mind that Sarkozy can be so popular in France right now. Especially since his own lineage is really 1/4 "French" (He's mostly Hungarian). Seems like a hippocrate to be so against immigrants.
[ posted by angele at 04/21/2007 03:50:12 PM ] [ link ] [ 17 responses ]
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getting throught the daytime.
All fights are stupid. That's what I think of your stupid fights: they're stupid!
[ posted by angele at 04/13/2005 01:02:32 PM ] [ link ] [ 7 responses ]
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scenes from speech therapy.
One girl, who is mentally retarded, has taken to running out of my classroom and into the hallways in fits of incontrollable hyperness. Today I have vowed to win this power struggle and keep her from running out of my classroom and I'm successful. Instead, she only runs to get inside my supplies closet.
"D____! OUT of the closet!!.. ONE..... TWO..."
(a shriek in the distance)
A's hand is now in my face where I see (in a flash) a fresh, juicy, spot of blood growing on the tip of her finger. I instantly survey the room to see T. (the girl who rips her clothing off and I have to tape it back onto her). WHAT IS T. DOING WITH MY STAPLER? She has her finger right where the staples come out. I reflexively yank the stapler away from her but she clutches to it.
(click) Another yell.
D. is still in the closet.
There is no time to breathe. "D! Go get your belongings, the bus is coming." (I never let her wander by herself I hope she makes it to her classroom without incident.)
T. is wailing like an infant. I take A. by the hand and we (3 of us) go downstairs to the nurse. On the way downstairs, A. tadles on T. that she is faking her injury. T. Shoves A. and A. goes running straight to the principal to tell. I realize that T. is indeed faking and I'm furious. she pretends to fall down the stairs and acts like she's hurt her ankle. I feel betrayed and the adrenaline is mixing with anger and frustration.
WHAT THE FUCK!!! I haven't even had a chance to process that T. was STAPLING A.'s finger ON PURPOSE!!!
[ posted by angele at 10/22/2004 03:35:14 PM ] [ link ] [ 4 responses ]
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fee fie foe fum
I'm pretty damn intoxicated, therefore, I have the courage to write something here.
Tonight I had fun with a rugby player from Cambridge England. We talked about the use of "cunt" as an endearing term, as in "arright cunt, will you have another drink then?" We also talked about "wanker" and the English way of disparaging oneself after a compliment. Too bad I'll never see the bleeding wanker again. He was good company while I watched Harry of Falling Janus fame sing in his new "punk rawk" Memphis band, Angel Sluts.
It's nice to be back in New Orleans. I haven't contacted any of my old friends (I guess until now) and so I've been forcing myself to take in the city alone. I'm learning to appreciate things alone, through my own perspective. So here I go again on my own. .. Going down the only road I've ever known... Like a twister I was born to walk alone. .. Oh wait!
So it's not that I don't absolutely adore my friends. The real tight ones from way back as well as the old DF/wolfpack. I miss all my friends while I'm alone. What's paradoxical is that I wish to be alone when I'm around loved ones. So I'm forcing myself to spend more and more time alone -- at least this way I don't send mixed messages to loved ones and I increase my chances of finding out what the hell I'm doing and what for.
Man... graduation was big. A culmination to so much effort... I moved up here to get my degree the hard way, cyber-stalked Kara, Ben moved up here and up followed Josh and Brad... So, so, so much has happened since summer of 2000. The chair of the department hugged me as she gave me my diploma. This made me cry because I didn't make high honors, or terrific grades for that matter. I had dragged myself to her office a couple of times on the verge of quitting when school, finances, and LIFE were just too much. Dr. Ratner knew how hard I pushed myself to finish college and she was actually proud of me.. (HOLY SHIT!! I was the only student she hugged)
I owe a tremendous, devoted thanks to Ben for helping me make it through. It was his light-heartedness that inspired me to disregard all the bullshit that over-whelmed me. Well.... I could say a lot. But I need to refrain from that kind of talk...
Fuck. Let's talk about NOLA.
I feel I have a lot more in common with the city now. I smell like horse shit and rotting garbage.
No really. I have a history... Not anything that compares even remotely... BUt I do feel like I'm followed around by ghosts. There's a nostalgia that clings to me like the humidity.
I'll stop here befoer I get too xcorney.
I just can't wait to be back in Baltimore. Imma gonna have a big party at my new beautiful lonesome appt that I love. It's Kara and Carla's birthdays soon. I look forward to ACTUALLY being around to celebrate their cancerness this time.
I look forward to all kinds of new adventures in charm city. Central City Public Schools HERE I COME!!!
[ posted by angele at 05/30/2004 03:48:05 AM ] [ link ] [ 0 responses ]
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Balls and Blahs
I came here today to unload. I'm not even going to try to NOT sound whiny. But if I don't whine than I might go crazy, and I don't have time for that right now unfortunately, so I'll just whine. Hopefully if I write down all these whiny thoughts, it will help me to move forward and realize that, eh, it's really not so bad and turn into the regularly scheduled boingy springy Angele again. So this post is going to sound more like the ramblings of a typical journal scrawled illegibly.
Like Carla, I'm having trouble getting over the blahs. It's difficult to point a finger on one area of my life that is making me blah. Besides, I know better than to do that. It's rarely just one thing wrong that needs to magically be fixed in order to feel better. Moods are complex and stubborn. Lately, for me, they've been unpredictable. Blah moods are especially a bitch because they're neither happy or sad. Basically, blah moods are no fun.
The symptoms of the blahs have been especially vigilant lately. As if it weren't enough to constantly feel blah, my motivation has been plummeting more and more daily. Brushing my teeth even feels like a horrible chore. It's a wonder that I've pulled myself together to even write this sentence I'm writing right now.
I've skipped all kinds of classes. I've allowed myself to get behind in asignments and my room (as usual, but even more so right now) is a deplorable wreck. I don't see the point of trying hard anymore. If I can convince myself that I don't REALLY need to do something, I won't do it.
Like right now. Josh just asked if I wanted to go get sushi and play games with Cricket and Ben and whoever else instead of writing this lame ass post. Of course I'm going to go have fun with my friends. I'll get back to my blah mood later (hopefully not). There's certain things I didn't get to say.
Like yesterday morning, in the middle of taking an exam, one of my classmates got arrested.
[ posted by angele at 11/20/2003 08:52:18 PM ] [ link ] [ 13 responses ]
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yummy sandwich
my boyfriend made me a brown bag lunch to take to school. What a sweeeeeeeetie.
[ posted by angele at 10/21/2003 11:02:04 AM ] [ link ] [ 16 responses ]
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anxious nervous wreck
Lately, I've been pretty stressed. It bothers me. I hate being a nervous wreck. I'm normally such a happy go-lucky gal. It all stems from my fear of getting into graduate school. All I hear is how competitive it is to get an advanced degree. It was a wake up call when one of my professors basically told me that I didn't have a shot at getting in at the University of Maryland. She suggested the program at the University of Louisiana in Lafayette. Wow. What a reality check. While I had been considering dazzling programs at fancy Universities, I am now wondering if I should even waste my money applying. I guess I shouldn't really be that upset. Where ever I go, it's only for 2 years. I guess I could withstand Lafayette for 2 years.
[ posted by angele at 10/14/2003 09:20:18 PM ] [ link ] [ 6 responses ]
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looks like the chicken is dancing with the wind
I grounded myself today so that I could make a dent in all the work I need to get done. I haven't cracked a book, yet. I'm such a little brat. Gaddamn it! If I catch myself on the internet one more time...
[ posted by angele at 09/27/2003 10:37:18 PM ] [ link ] [ 2 responses ]
