Monday, May 7, 2012

Of Chicks and Bugs


So turns out, in Spring, agimas stand on the corner outside E-World and sell little chicks to kids for the equivalent of 50 cents.  Chicks, chicks, little yellow baby chicks.  The kids give the agimas 50 cents and in return the agimas give them a chick wrapped up in a plastic bag.

These poor chicks.  The kids squeeze them, abuse them, malnourish them, and they end up only living a few days.  It’s strange and sad, but mostly it is incredibly annoying.  There are loud, noisy, chirping chicks in my classroom all of the time.  It’s distracting, not to mention disturbing because I know the fate of the chicks.

But I’d much rather have a chick in my class than a huge bug.  My 3:00 class keeps bringing spiders or cockroaches in their pencil cases to my class. It’ll be halfway through class and all of the sudden chaos erupts, three girls are crying because Lia opened her pencil case and there’s a huge bug in it.  One girl wouldn’t come back into the classroom for the rest of the period.  This has happened more than once with different students brining in different bugs.  God kids are gross.

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