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  • A baby is annoying, but they can’t really help it. I can blame the parents for bringing a baby on a long flight, but I can’t get mad at that shit.

    Kids on the other hand. I once had 4 unruly kids sitting on the row behind me and they were insane. It was a relatively short flight (6 hours), so a smaller plane with those really thin seats. The plane had the 3-3 configuration of seats, so mom, dad and the 4 kids took up the entire row.

    The kids were between 4 and 12 years old. Dad was in the corner sleeping, not giving a fuck. The two older kids (12 and 9 I think) were playing their Switches on the other side of the aisle next to dad. The two younger kids (4 and 7) were behind me with mom. Mom was in the corner with the smallest kid and they were wild. The 7 year old was constantly smashing against their tray and thus my back, kept kicking directly against my back and screaming all the time. The smallest alternated between laughing loudly and crying (shrieking more like). The smallest also stood on the tray, grabbing at my seat and head, diving in between the seat screaming PEEKABOO at full volume directly in my ear. The smallest one would also like to run in the aisle or visit the other kids, but the other one didn’t want to move so the kid snuck in between the other one and my seat.

    Mom was trying, but 4 kids on your own is a big ask. About 20 mins before we landed the two younger ones passed out and they were pretty damned cute. But in the end my back hurt, I was exhausted and deaf in one ear.

    The annoying part was, the rest of the plane was filled with old people who didn’t make a peep all flight, just sat there and read, listened and slept. But we just had to be in the worst place on the plane. Sitting behind kids may be annoying, but at least they don’t use your back as a punching bag like when you sit in front of them.













  • I have had to teach a subject in school. Part of my education was a minor where I had to teach a class for a trimester.

    I had to prepare materials (presentations, homework assignments, study material, quizzes and the exam), teach the class, answer student questions in person/mail/school system etc. There was a professor that helped me, was always present and officially taught the class otherwise the students grade wouldn’t count. But as it was my assignment the prof was very hands off and was there only as a fallback if I fucked up and to evaluate my performance. We got along pretty well and she gave me an excellent grade in the end.

    The class I taught was uni level cryptography, basically a math class. The math would get pretty advanced and a lot of the problems students had to solve required a long working out. There usually wasn’t an answer to the problems, the working out was the answer. The exam was also pretty though, but almost all of the students got a good grade and nobody failed.

    Feedback from students was that I was pretty strict, but they learned quickly and had a good time during the class. Remember these were 2nd year uni students, so discipline wasn’t an issue, everyone was there to learn and wanted to be there. Most of them were maths nerds themselves and loved the subject, which helps a lot. Ages of the students ranged 18-25. So my teaching was focused on the subject matter and not managing kids.

    Would I teach again? I don’t think so. It was a good experience to have, but I can see it get boring very quickly. Imagine teaching the same class trimester after trimester, year after year. Sure some new stuff comes along every now and then, but even in the more advanced classes you teach the basics, not the new stuff. As I enjoy the subject more than the interaction with the students, I don’t think I could do it for long.




  • Thorry84@feddit.nltocats@lemmy.worldHe chose violence
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    2 months ago

    Wow that’s kinda sad.

    We had one that did that as well, but he was just dumb as nails. He would be laying down with his tail around him so it’s at his face (looong tail). Then he would hit himself in the face on accident with his tail, this would piss him off so his tail would start wagging in his face. This pissed him off even more so he would grab his tail and bite it, but as soon as he felt that he would realize what he just did and start grooming his tail. Playing it off like he didn’t just do something stupid, but was just grooming normally. He did this a lot, because he wasn’t always the smartest of the bunch.