Testicles. Testicles and Thighs. And Angels.

Mamacita says:  I am a ‘word’ person. A language person. In my classes, I jump on almost any excuse to highlight a particular word and force my students to take it back to its point of origin. I’ve done this … Continue reading

Mind Your Own Business

Mamacita says:  I have never been able to understand why some people consider other people’s business to be their business, too.  I mean, shouldn’t they at least wait to be asked before chiming in with an opinion, piece of advice, … Continue reading

I Worry About the Future

Mamacita says:  I worry about the future. I worry about the future for different reasons than most people’s reasons.  I worry about the future because present generations aren’t learning about the past. Seriously.  Our students don’t seem to have anything … Continue reading

Nuts and Balls

Mamacita says: I’m going to miss the huge shagbark hickory tree in the front yard (we’re moving) but I am so tired of walking on nuts. I’m tired of hearing them flop and fall all over the place. I’m tired … Continue reading

Not To Mince Words: Some Parents Are Scum

Mamacita says:  I used to look at my young students every day and wonder what they went home to every night. Sometimes I did know, and my heart broke for them daily. With others, I had no idea. When a … Continue reading

Wherein I Mourn the Death of Common Sense, and Admit to my Fogeyness

Mamacita says:  I hate to think I’m turning into a fogey, or, even worse,  am already there, but it seems to me that people are getting more and more ignorant by the minute.  It doesn’t seem as though they’re doing … Continue reading