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Months of reading Dickens had made my second period start to sound like tiny Edwardian curmudgeons. I played a movie version of Oliver Twist, and these are the kinds of things they shouted when the movie started to veer from the text:
Students(7th grade is 12 to 13 years old):
This is an outrage!!!!!
This movie is a disgrace!
Charles Dickens would be *ashamed*, I tell you!
Wha?! Where is Rose Maylie? Where is Harry Maylie?! Have you no regard for plot, sir? Have you no respect for LOVE?
Teacher: Soooo....I brought popcorn......
Students(7th grade is 12 to 13 years old):
This is an outrage!!!!!
This movie is a disgrace!
Charles Dickens would be *ashamed*, I tell you!
Wha?! Where is Rose Maylie? Where is Harry Maylie?! Have you no regard for plot, sir? Have you no respect for LOVE?
Teacher: Soooo....I brought popcorn......
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Date: 2014-05-20 03:29 am (UTC)She's taken her classes through; The Morte d'Arthur, Julius Caesar, the Scottish Play; just to name a few over the years.
Absolutely terrific person. Wish I were young enough to have been in one of her classes but she's going to study in the U.K. this summer and then one of those Ivy League schools in the fall.
Here's another one of hers:
Teacher: So guys, what do you think Langston Hughes is getting at here?
Student: I dunno, I guess it's like, you can hold on to your crushed dream and let it drag you down, or you can, you know, let it go.
(Pause)
Class: Let it go, let it go....
Student: I walked right into that, didn't I? Sigh.