O N T H E O T H E R H A N D
a contrario sensu
Are you sure you want this job, ma'am?
We had been living aboard a military installation in a foreign country for a couple of months when it was announced that volunteers were needed to participate in the annual NEO (noncombatant evacuation operation) exercise. Since this was new to us, we decided to participate as a family, as is our custom.
After going by the Vet Clinic, our next stop was the "evacuation center," where we attended a "briefing" together with those who had arrived around the same time. One of the things mentioned there was that children attending the base school would remain there until their parents could pick them up. Hearing this, a teacher also participating in the exercise said, "You mean, in the event of the real thing, I would be stuck in school with a bunch of little children?"
I wonder if she feels this way every day of the school year? In any case, I'm glad my children are in my class and not in hers!
Silvia H. (FPO-AP)
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Staying in the lines
We began home schooling in 1992 and were living in Florida at the time. Shortly thereafter, my stepfather, Bob, was involved in a civic project with one of my former high school teachers. In the years since my graduation, the teacher had moved up through the system and was now a middle school principal. He remembered me well.
During one of their many conversations, Bob was inevitably asked, "What's Diane doing these days?" He casually replied that I was teaching my children at home. Needless to say, he was quickly bombarded with the usual questions about socialization, my qualifications, etc. Bob is very supportive of our home schooling efforts and easily answered these questions. His answers must have caught this "educrat" off guard, because the man stewed for a moment, then fired back, "Well, where are they going to learn to stand in line?"
Without missing a beat, Bob grinned and gave a suitable Mickey Mouse answer to this Mickey Mouse question. "Disney World," he replied. "Where else?"