Teachers. All they do is sit there and yell. We do hours upon hours of work at their command and do we get any praise or credit? No! They say that they were the ones who schooled us into being great writers or scientists or any other subject. They take the credit! No more!
Our time has come, to rise up and to take control. Too long have we been subject to the every whim of our techers bidding. Too long have we been told what to do, say or even think! Join me my friends in this revolt against these oppressors. Burn your books, burn your uniforms. We will walk out of this prison and be free of this torture that they call "education".
We will suffer them no more!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Operation: Educate the Educators
I invite you students; boys, girls, nerds and sportsman, all those who have been subject to oppression in this school, to join hands in a force whose undeniable greatness will burn strong today, a torch in this depressing darkness. Let us, knights of the utmost honur and strict chivalry, mount our steeds of self worth and hope, take up the blade which will cut down the chains of injustice which have held us in captivity for so long, and drive out these narcissistic 'overlords' who have controlled us through fear of persecution throughout our school days.
Stand up, in unity, to rip from their hands, the power which has allowed them to pull our strings, for we are no puppets. We are human beings. They should not control how we dress, what to say or when to say it. Today we make history. It is a day when the educators become the educated, for we will teach them a lesson they will never forget, the most important lesson of all: If you mess with children watch out 'cos their gonna' mess with you.
We will show these hypocrites a spirit they would never have deemed imaginable. Were they not kids once? We are forced to put up with these injustices, and for what, revenge? Is it out of spite that they cast their authority over us? This is not tolerable. It is not acceptable. Most of all it is not justified.
Put aside your petty differences for the pursuit of a common enemy. When their backs are turned we shall drive a dagger deep into their backs, when they stare at us with an cold, sinister glare, strike them in the face. They won't know what hit them. They will feel the helplessness we have felt as their world crumbles around them. Don't keep lugging around those heavy text books which have been our burden. [Book burning demonstration]
Let these be the symbol of our undying flame. If their ever were a group of freedom fighters, let us be the most memorable. These injustices which clutch at our chests will cower in submission to our might.
Join me and you shall not be forgotten. Join me and your cries will be heard. Join me and onlookers will see the injustices which have kept you in silence. Save slinking off in the shadows for the teachers. Join me in the limelight and show these cowards how you can use this cruel, torturous pain which they have gifted you with. March with me, take up this banner, sing the song of freedom which marks this triumphant day.[pause] Yes, we will triumph, let our motto be that "small is powerful"*
We simply strive for peace. We aim to rid the world of this continual spiral of injustice, fed by the injustices of the past. Today we save not only our own minds from psychological injury but protect the innocence of thousands of future children. This work is only within our duty. To our generation and the next hundred generations.
climb onto this band-wagon of freedom, 'cos it's rollin' through Lochinvar today and no darn teacher's gonna' get in its way. If you join this freedom inspired and ever proud parade we will put a stop to this massacre, so ugly it approaches the brutality of a holocaust, we will prevail!
As Nixon once said, "Let's go get 'em boys."**
*A quote from 'the Save-'Ems,' a popular kids TV program.
**As on Futurama
Stand up, in unity, to rip from their hands, the power which has allowed them to pull our strings, for we are no puppets. We are human beings. They should not control how we dress, what to say or when to say it. Today we make history. It is a day when the educators become the educated, for we will teach them a lesson they will never forget, the most important lesson of all: If you mess with children watch out 'cos their gonna' mess with you.
We will show these hypocrites a spirit they would never have deemed imaginable. Were they not kids once? We are forced to put up with these injustices, and for what, revenge? Is it out of spite that they cast their authority over us? This is not tolerable. It is not acceptable. Most of all it is not justified.
Put aside your petty differences for the pursuit of a common enemy. When their backs are turned we shall drive a dagger deep into their backs, when they stare at us with an cold, sinister glare, strike them in the face. They won't know what hit them. They will feel the helplessness we have felt as their world crumbles around them. Don't keep lugging around those heavy text books which have been our burden. [Book burning demonstration]
Let these be the symbol of our undying flame. If their ever were a group of freedom fighters, let us be the most memorable. These injustices which clutch at our chests will cower in submission to our might.
Join me and you shall not be forgotten. Join me and your cries will be heard. Join me and onlookers will see the injustices which have kept you in silence. Save slinking off in the shadows for the teachers. Join me in the limelight and show these cowards how you can use this cruel, torturous pain which they have gifted you with. March with me, take up this banner, sing the song of freedom which marks this triumphant day.[pause] Yes, we will triumph, let our motto be that "small is powerful"*
We simply strive for peace. We aim to rid the world of this continual spiral of injustice, fed by the injustices of the past. Today we save not only our own minds from psychological injury but protect the innocence of thousands of future children. This work is only within our duty. To our generation and the next hundred generations.
climb onto this band-wagon of freedom, 'cos it's rollin' through Lochinvar today and no darn teacher's gonna' get in its way. If you join this freedom inspired and ever proud parade we will put a stop to this massacre, so ugly it approaches the brutality of a holocaust, we will prevail!
As Nixon once said, "Let's go get 'em boys."**
*A quote from 'the Save-'Ems,' a popular kids TV program.
**As on Futurama
The time is upon us!
STOP! For too long, comrades, we have tolerated, no, worse; we have paid for this utter torture. Join me and rise up, let us take our rightful power back. You know that their time is coming to an end. We MUST unify and watch our flag ascend into the blood red skies.
We are branded with this uniform. Like animals we a branded, our dignity stripped. Our individuality is stolen. No more! We will be strong in mind and body. We will not be herded, we will not be stripped of our substance. But they will know the strength of our character and will fear it most religiously.
We are smothered with the pointless drudgery they call homework. We submit ourselves to monotonous work. They have successfully divided us. No more! We will not be conquered! They overload us with work. They cheat us of our precious childhood. A childhood we deserve. They push their twisted ideals unto us and turn us against each other. We become minions for the enemy, our impressionable minds become prejudiced. No more! No more will we be distracted by our quest for each other’s blood. Rank will lose meaning. We must unify to overthrow this malignant power. We will watch with pride our victory.
We are indoctrinated with unjust, freedom-squashing rules. They stand on their platform and command us, us the common people. We are oppressed. We are caged by contradictory rules. Our wings beat on the gilded cage. Our cries for basic human decency have fallen on deaf ears for too long. No more can we tolerate. No more will we tolerate!
They have grinded down our spirit and we are withering at their unjust hands. But they cannot take away our passion. The institution that has enslaved us for too long, but no more! The fire that burns in our hearts will rise up and become reflections in our eyes as we watch with glee and triumph as it burns. And oh my how bright those flames will burn! And with it the dictators who have tried to divide and conquer us will be no more! No more comrades, friends, no more. What joy we will get from their pitiful cries and pathetic pleads! Let us unite in victory and get the freedom that has been denied us for too long but no more.
I have one word, and one word only “ACCEPTED”! Meaningless, I think not. This movie changed my life and the way we will all look at teachers. Accepted is a movie that restores hope to all academic rejects and proves that students are and always will be their own teachers. Students, we have been told no our whole lives. No that’s not good enough, No your too fat or No simply because ‘I’m big, your small and there’s nothing you can do about it’. Yeap, how many times have your teachers pimped that speech? But I am here as a messenger of you, and tell you YES. You can do it and we don’t need teachers holding us back.
Teachers are criminals! Who are they to put limits to us? Who are they to tell us what to wear and where to pierce our bodies? They put us on detention if we do not conform to what they want, and you never hear anything about what we want. They rob us of our creativity and our passion and that’s the real crime.
Teachers are safety hazards! Now, no names are mentioned here, but I do recall seeing a certain someone in a jungle filled of undomesticated teens with a burning cup of Coffee each lunchtime, don’t even get me started on “Stumpy” (a metal baseball bat in which Mr G uses to help him and or us think). Such hypocrites, they choke me like an infestation of maggots smother a dead carcass. They tell us not to run with scissors, stay away from the gas taps and don’t forget the majorly horrific act of not tucking your shirt in. They are putting all of us in danger with their burning souls of coffee and there deceitful ways.
Teachers who are old and have lost their passion for teaching aka Mrs Melville should be banned. Banned from our schools and banned from our lives, as we are now going to rise up and show the world that we can survive without teachers.
Life experiences are worth more than any teacher can teach. We never stop learning and we never stop dreaming, and we definitely don’t need teachers!
:) molly
Teachers are criminals! Who are they to put limits to us? Who are they to tell us what to wear and where to pierce our bodies? They put us on detention if we do not conform to what they want, and you never hear anything about what we want. They rob us of our creativity and our passion and that’s the real crime.
Teachers are safety hazards! Now, no names are mentioned here, but I do recall seeing a certain someone in a jungle filled of undomesticated teens with a burning cup of Coffee each lunchtime, don’t even get me started on “Stumpy” (a metal baseball bat in which Mr G uses to help him and or us think). Such hypocrites, they choke me like an infestation of maggots smother a dead carcass. They tell us not to run with scissors, stay away from the gas taps and don’t forget the majorly horrific act of not tucking your shirt in. They are putting all of us in danger with their burning souls of coffee and there deceitful ways.
Teachers who are old and have lost their passion for teaching aka Mrs Melville should be banned. Banned from our schools and banned from our lives, as we are now going to rise up and show the world that we can survive without teachers.
Life experiences are worth more than any teacher can teach. We never stop learning and we never stop dreaming, and we definitely don’t need teachers!
:) molly
Persuasive Text
Are you sick and tired of being verbally abused, being treated as if you were 5 years old and constantly have your self-esteem crushed, by the ‘know-it-all’ waste of space standing out the front of each class room? Well I am, we need to make it our business to be noticed. To stand up and have each of our voices heard.
Students are the future, we are being held back from our potential. Teachers are petrified because they know what our minds are capable of, so they fit us in a certain curriculum and rot our imagination and creativity. They cannot stand us being smarter then them, so we are brainwashed into believing that we need to get an education, go to university, get a nicely paid job, settle down then squeeze out a few children. This is the ideal life they are preparing us for, the so called ‘happier life.’
Too long we have been the robots it’s our time with the controller.
Rise up for teen freedom.
Students are the future, we are being held back from our potential. Teachers are petrified because they know what our minds are capable of, so they fit us in a certain curriculum and rot our imagination and creativity. They cannot stand us being smarter then them, so we are brainwashed into believing that we need to get an education, go to university, get a nicely paid job, settle down then squeeze out a few children. This is the ideal life they are preparing us for, the so called ‘happier life.’
Too long we have been the robots it’s our time with the controller.
Rise up for teen freedom.
Doesn’t everyone get annoyed at some stage in their lives?
Well, for me, it all started at school.
Are you all like me and have a life out of school?
Well, teachers seem to have a different outlook on this issue. Why give us so much homework to do, when we already spend six hours a day, five days a week, doing what they want us to do. I have got a little piece of information for you all, get everything that has something to do with school, even your uniform, and shred it to bits, burn it, I don’t care, but make it vanish!
I mean who really needs teachers? All they do is boss us around and tell us to stop bullying. I think they should take a step back and have another look at who the real bullies are here. All they do is yell down our throats, which on makes their hair grey.
The teachers want to control us; they want us to be their little robots that do what they want us to do when they say. Unfortunately, this is not going to be in the teachers favour for much longer, not after we all deal with them and tell them what we think. We will win the battle.
Why give us assignments? Teachers give us assignments because they are too lazy to give us the time in class to complete them. This will no longer be happening, not after we are finished telling them that this will NOT be happening. We will win the battle.
Finally, follow in our footsteps and it will lead you to a better future. You better go, as you have some destroying to be done!!!
The Chains of Education
It has been too long! It has been too damn long! We’ve had to obey and submit to authority at school. Not right and just authority like the police, but overpaid, lazy half-hearted fools. They try to control us like a puppet. And not just one puppet – school has turned into a whole damn puppet show, with so many people wrestling for the strings.
Homework is a teacher’s ace-in-the-hole – forget a proper lesson, just beat a child down with a folder. Homework is just a damned tool! Homework depresses children so much they paper-cut themselves until they bleed with every sheet.
And do the teachers care about their students’ happiness? No! They tell you they don’t want to load you down, laughing their way to the bank. The cheque in your teacher’s pocket is more valuable than any paper you give to them.
Let us not cower in the corner, bowing to the teacher’s every will. We will not kiss the feet of the heartless tyrants that shackle us with homework every single day!
Rise up! Let our books burn in flames! Rise up! We are this nation’s future! Will we be brainwashed to commit the same mistakes that our parents?
Fellow students, let us rise up! Rip those uniforms, let your hate burst at every seam!
Do not let them tell you how to look, how to act. Do not let them tell you who you are. You know who are, so do not listen to any self-serving half-wit who tells you otherwise.
The teachers will try to restrain you. They want to control you. That is their power.
But we will cut every string; every single chain that these teachers have tied to our wrists. We will break free!
For every slip of paper given out to bring us shame, we will break free!
For every time we are punished because we refuse to conform, we will break free!
For every minute spent wasted, for every dollar spent to be educated by those gluttonous fools, we will break free!
And finally, standing on the shore of freedom, glancing out towards the horizon of hope, we will cry out victoriously as one.
And we shall be free.
Matthew Rudge
Homework is a teacher’s ace-in-the-hole – forget a proper lesson, just beat a child down with a folder. Homework is just a damned tool! Homework depresses children so much they paper-cut themselves until they bleed with every sheet.
And do the teachers care about their students’ happiness? No! They tell you they don’t want to load you down, laughing their way to the bank. The cheque in your teacher’s pocket is more valuable than any paper you give to them.
Let us not cower in the corner, bowing to the teacher’s every will. We will not kiss the feet of the heartless tyrants that shackle us with homework every single day!
Rise up! Let our books burn in flames! Rise up! We are this nation’s future! Will we be brainwashed to commit the same mistakes that our parents?
Fellow students, let us rise up! Rip those uniforms, let your hate burst at every seam!
Do not let them tell you how to look, how to act. Do not let them tell you who you are. You know who are, so do not listen to any self-serving half-wit who tells you otherwise.
The teachers will try to restrain you. They want to control you. That is their power.
But we will cut every string; every single chain that these teachers have tied to our wrists. We will break free!
For every slip of paper given out to bring us shame, we will break free!
For every time we are punished because we refuse to conform, we will break free!
For every minute spent wasted, for every dollar spent to be educated by those gluttonous fools, we will break free!
And finally, standing on the shore of freedom, glancing out towards the horizon of hope, we will cry out victoriously as one.
And we shall be free.
Matthew Rudge
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