I never needed a teacher except for math. Just give me the book and then lets discuss the pros, cons, and how it affects society. Sesame Street taught me how to read and count before I even went to kindergarten.
Good for you. There are a lot of children who are suffering that just aren’t as cool as you are I guess. There’s no one to stick up for them, they are voiceless. This never should’ve been allowed to happen. Ever. But good for you, tough guy, I’m glad you don’t need the public education that is the only thing some kids parents can afford.
My kids will never step foot in public - but we’re fortunate. Many kids aren’t.
But that’s OK, while we were rolling over for coronavirus hysteria there were some spicy tweets from the White House. That makes up for it. Spicy tweets!
I grew up so poor in the Bronx that I would have to sleep in full winter gear in the winter and did my homework by candlelight many times. There was nothing lucky about my childhood. Other than a love of books instilled by my family that allowed me to educate myself into college level reading and comprehension by 5th grade.
I wouldn’t be surprised if the student were better off with them not showing up.
I never needed a teacher except for math. Just give me the book and then lets discuss the pros, cons, and how it affects society. Sesame Street taught me how to read and count before I even went to kindergarten.
Good for you. There are a lot of children who are suffering that just aren’t as cool as you are I guess. There’s no one to stick up for them, they are voiceless. This never should’ve been allowed to happen. Ever. But good for you, tough guy, I’m glad you don’t need the public education that is the only thing some kids parents can afford.
My kids will never step foot in public - but we’re fortunate. Many kids aren’t.
But that’s OK, while we were rolling over for coronavirus hysteria there were some spicy tweets from the White House. That makes up for it. Spicy tweets!
I grew up so poor in the Bronx that I would have to sleep in full winter gear in the winter and did my homework by candlelight many times. There was nothing lucky about my childhood. Other than a love of books instilled by my family that allowed me to educate myself into college level reading and comprehension by 5th grade.