I teach Spanish. One trick I learned ot get a class to quiet down is saying "TIEMPO" and having the class respond with MUERTO, pronounced Mwer'-toh (means time out), followed by dead silence (ha ha, at middle school level!)
One young man is more excited than accurate about some of his pronuniciation. He loves to do this "tiempo muerto" because it gives him a chance to say something loud, his normal state of speech.
Except.....he pronounces it "mierto", which is so much like "mierda" that I have to snicker every time he says it.
For those who don't speak Spanish, "mierda" is what we frown at kids for saying in English.
On 1/04/08, Judith wrote: > On 11/13/02, la maestra wrote: >> I like your idea...I feel your pain/humor as I am also a >> middle school Spanish teacher. Another fun thing is when >> they're talking about how old they are... >> >> �Tengo doce anos! (en vez de a�os) >> >> and also, one of my husbands first mistakes in speaking with >> a Spanish-speaking person... >> >> Them: Hola, �C�mo te llamas? >> Him: Hola, me llamo David. �C�mo te llamas? >> Them: Me llamo Arnoldo. >> Him: Mucho gusto en cocinarte. >> Them: ��huh!? >> >> Keep the funnies coming! > > About to throw in the towel after 37 years of the following > response to ¿Cómo te llamas? (college level intro. Spanish): > Mi llama es ... To which I routinely ask, so that is the > name of your flame? Blank stare. > And of course there is the standard "Muy buen" for "Muy bien"
One of the funniest tranaslations I ever seen. I asked a student to write what he is going to do on the weekend. He said I will hung-out with my friends. You have to say it in Spanish, I said to him. He checked the diccionary and said. Yo me ahorcare con mis amisgos.
How about this for a mispronunciation: years ago a catholic priest was explaining his ordination to a Latino congregation and said, "cuándo el obispo nos urinó." He intended to say, "cuándo el obisbo nos ordenó." The whole congregation was trying not to laugh. You know, laughing, but trying not to laugh out loud. Hilarious
I have started a yahoo group that's not for everyone; however, if you are adventurous and interested in the pushing the envelope when it comes to classroom humor, please drop by. My group deals with the teacher as sexual icon, as the object of fantasy from time immemorial. We explore the myth of the risque teacher by cataloging its appearance in film, literature, and urban legends, in hopes of shedding light on this interesting psychological phenomenon. In short, we have fun with these stereotypes as a way of defusing them. Please drop by (if you are not already a member of Yahoo, you will have to give them your email address before you can join any of their groups). [link removed]
On 10/18/02, Ann Berrybush wrote: > I have started a yahoo group that's not for everyone; > however, if you are adventurous and interested in the > pushing the envelope when it comes to classroom humor, > please drop by. My group deals with the teacher as sexual > icon, as the object of fantasy from time immemorial. We > explore the myth of the risque teacher by cataloging > its appearance in film, literature, and urban legends, in > hopes of shedding light on this interesting psychological > phenomenon. In short, we have fun with these stereotypes > as a way of defusing them. Please drop by (if you are not > already a member of Yahoo, you will have to give them > your email address before you can join any of their > groups). > [link removed]
Totally off the record... The children had all been photographed, and I was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
I told them, "Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer; she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, he's a doctor.'"
A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher; ...she's dead."
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Because of the continuing success of RWord (homophone checker for MS Word), I have decided to make RWord’s homophone list available to teachers, students or anyone else FREE OF CHARGE.
Homophones are words that sound the same but have different spellings and means:
there / their / they’re affect / effect know / no weather / whether
On 11/14/02, Richard fifield wrote: > Because of the continuing success of RWord (homophone > checker for MS Word), I have decided to make RWord’s > homophone list available to teachers, students or anyone > else FREE OF CHARGE. > > Homophones are words that sound the same but have different > spellings and means: > > there / their / they’re > affect / effect > know / no > weather / whether > > You can find the complete list at: > [link removed]
I was intentively teaching and thought that a student was most intentively paying attention to what I was saying. He raised his hand and when I called on him, he said: "Mrs. Horadam, I imagine that you were very beautiful.......when you were young." I hope that all of you female and male teachers will enjoy this! We do try; don't we?
A paper was given to a 2nd grade class asking questions about school. One was "What do you find hard about school?" One little (chubby) boy wrote- The monkey bars.
Did you hear about the teacher who was helping one of her kindergarten students put on his boots? He asked for help and she could see why. With her pulling and him pushing, the boots still didn't want to go on. By the time the second boot was on, she had worked up a sweat.
She almost whimpered when the little boy said, "Teacher, they're on the wrong feet." She looked down, and sure enough, they were.
It wasn't any easier pulling the boots off than it was putting them on. She managed to keep her cool as together they worked to get the boots back on this time on the right feet. He then announced, "These aren't my boots."
She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream, "Why didn't you say so?” like she wanted to.
Once again she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off. He then said, "They're my brother's boots. My Mom made me wear them." She didn't know if she should laugh or cry. She mustered up the grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his feet again. She said, "Now, where are your mittens?" He said, "I stuffed them in the toes of my boots..."
On 11/24/02, Christie wrote: > Did you hear about the teacher who was helping one of her > kindergarten students put on his boots? He asked for help > and she could see why. With her pulling and him pushing, > the boots still didn't want to go on. By the time the > second boot was on, she had worked up a sweat. > > She almost whimpered when the little boy said, "Teacher, > they're on the wrong feet." She looked down, and sure > enough, they were. > > It wasn't any easier pulling the boots off than it was > putting them on. She managed to keep her cool as together > they worked to get the boots back on this time on the right > feet. He then announced, "These aren't my boots." > > She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and > scream, "Why didn't you say so?” like she wanted to. > > Once again she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting > boots off. He then said, "They're my brother's boots. My > Mom made me wear them." She didn't know if she should laugh > or cry. She mustered up the grace and courage she had left > to wrestle the boots on his feet again. She said, "Now, > where are your mittens?" He said, "I stuffed them in the > toes of my boots..." >
did you hear about a teacher whose skirt keeps falling...
On 11/24/02, Christie wrote: > Did you hear about the teacher who was helping one of her > kindergarten students put on his boots? He asked for help > and she could see why. With her pulling and him pushing, > the boots still didn't want to go on. By the time the > second boot was on, she had worked up a sweat. > > She almost whimpered when the little boy said, "Teacher, > they're on the wrong feet." She looked down, and sure > enough, they were. > > It wasn't any easier pulling the boots off than it was > putting them on. She managed to keep her cool as together > they worked to get the boots back on this time on the right > feet. He then announced, "These aren't my boots." > > She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and > scream, "Why didn't you say so?” like she wanted to. > > Once again she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting > boots off. He then said, "They're my brother's boots. My > Mom made me wear them." She didn't know if she should laugh > or cry. She mustered up the grace and courage she had left > to wrestle the boots on his feet again. She said, "Now, > where are your mittens?" He said, "I stuffed them in the > toes of my boots..." >
On 1/04/08, Judith wrote:
> On 11/13/02, la maestra wrote:
>> I like your idea...I feel your pain/humor as I am also a
>> middle school Spanish teacher. Another fun thing is when
>> they're talking about how old they are...
>>
>> �Tengo doce anos! (en vez de aï¿...See More