the Wakefield Doctrine

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(From the lesser roger)

Like “Profiles in Courage”, this may be a good place to describe famous people. Much like The roger did on the Rogers page.

Profile: Ms. Jane S. (High School Physics teacher) Scottian

(As profiled by a roger)

Of all the teachers in my school, Jane S. made the biggest impression. As a freshman, her class was before lunch. She had us all stand at attention when she walked into the room. She was a compact 5 foot 2 inch woman, but had a booming voice. Her eyes were a piercing green and she could get “angrier” than any other teacher. I would bring an extra change of clothing for those days that my clothes got wet from sweat.

I got an A in both of her classes. I suspected that everyone got an A. (We were too afraid to get anything less than an A.)

One day she came into the classroom with a Styrofoam cup in her hand. “what is this made of?” she asked. We guessed for about 10 minutes. She just got angrier and angrier  “WHAT IS THIS MADE OF?” Maybe I’m a chemist today to better answer that question. FYI Styrofoam is made up of the compound styrene.

Written by clarkscottroger

July 16, 2009 at 8:21 pm

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  1. ok… you have my attention.

    ((the) clark)

    July 17, 2009 at 5:17 am

  2. I had that same teacher…

    Except, her name was “Miss Hooker” (ya can’t make this cr@p up, folks…), she was 5’2″ tall with a booming bustline, her eyes were cobalt “almost to black,” and secretly… in her other job, she was a ninja assassin.

    I stared at her constantly, with glassy eyes… deeply adrift in another realm of consciousness… You see, I worshiped her for being a ninja. Truth? I actually adored her for singlehandedly bailing out the Steel industry, by providing the need for reinforced “foundation garments.”

    I got an “A” in her class, too. but she made me detail her car after class. Twice. Weekly.

    I constantly acted like “an @ss in class” because my father told me, in a letter he wrote to me from Vietnam, that women liked a guy with a sense of humor.

    One day she came into class carrying that same Styrofoam cup! “What’s in here?” she asked. Then she pointed to me. Like an idiot, I gazed up through her cleavage,and replied; “water.”

    She dumped the contents on my head. It was scalding hot coffee. I screamed like a little girl.

    She then told the class that she had just demonstrated… using audible signals as prrof positive… Bernoulli’s principle.

    (I still have the scar, and now… a receding hairline. Okay, okay… truth. My hairline is racing to the back of my head, as you read this.)

    It’s entirely possible that I became an “idiot savant blog author” to avoid having to ever answer that question again.

    Additionally, I am neither Clark, nor Scott, or even Roger. They have better sense than to allow me to play in their yard.

    Small world!

    renaissanceronin

    October 24, 2009 at 8:14 pm

  3. Great post, I bet a lot of work and research went into this article.

    Marvin Brunetti

    March 20, 2010 at 12:41 am


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