March 01, 2009
Entre les murs
Automatic reaction as the ending credits roll by: "I love plotless french movies."
Someone sitting next to me said "you cannot teach like that, this isn't plausible." Obviously he hadn't met my 7th grade Portuguese teacher (or for that matter my 7th grade class from hell) who, in moments of despair, would shout "You Brussel sprouts! You souls in purgatory!". The latter strikes me as a perfect description of that state in between pubescent creatures and teenagehood, now that I think about it. I Still don't know what he meant by Brussels sprouts.
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