#PUBLIC SCHOOL CORE

[forthehonorofraeskull]

some kid yelled "SHES FUCKING DEAD" down the hallway,,, i live in midwestern america.

#PUBLIC SCHOOL CORE #the queen #what the fuck do i tag this #england #ig #queen elizabeth #ireland

[gamblingfortime]

2nd lunch period breathing air not knowing someone got peppersprayed in the cafeteria ten minutes ago:

#public school core #only a few days left (‘:

[rishya-is-sleepy]

Keep thinking about the school shooter threat yesterday who said anybody with a valentine would be shot. And the email that the school sent out was "keep the gifts home" rather than "keep the kids home" 🫥

#public school #public school core #gun control #america #valentine #valentines2023 #valentines day

[mattodore]

hiii! I hope this question doesn't come off as bad or "ill-intent" or as too personal... Im just asking out of curiosity,

What's AVPD like for you? I don't have it, but I see you mention it a lot in your tags and stuff and was wondering what it's like... A Google search doesn't necessarily help my curiosity much since it's a general definition and all disorders are and can be incredibly situational.

Thank you River in advance if you do end up answering this!

um... how to describe it... i seriously don't know a single other person who has it so it's incredibly isolating to feel so alone in that way while having a disorder that is quite literally The Isolation Disorder. there are some crossovers with other disorders for sureee, like i know my ocd and panic disorder (+ agoraphobia i thankfully moved past in my early twenties) are tied to it and only developed after the avpd got really bad when i was in my mid-teens.

for me, my problems are mostly around connections with myself (like, with myself) and others and having trouble forming them even though i want them desperately. i don't like being seen or looked at. i think about what people think about me all the time. i have to be approached first so i know that the person interacting with me already wants to be, otherwise approaching first makes me feel like i'm invading this space where i'm not wanted. i'm incredibly sensitive to the slightest change in tone in conversation and if someone seems like they've lost interest in me i'm out of there. if someone doesn't show the same interest—or more interest, really—in me that i show to them then i disconnect and draw back. i have a very hard time talking to people one-on-one in private settings—hence why dms and things like discord are, like... the worst to me unless i'm being very actively sought out for conversation and then that unease settles a little. private conversations are stressful and i always feel like i'm saying the wrong thing. i'm extremely harsh with myself in all aspects. talking wears me out, because it always feels like a performance—including when i'm just doing something like this and answering an ask. it's not that i don't want to talk—i just feel like no one actually wants to listen or hear me. um. and it's this feeling of... what if i don't do it right? and what if people realize i'm just not right myself and that there's something wrong with me. feelings of inadequacy, of course. alwaysss with the inadequacy, like, it's fucking exhausting. i feel exhausting to talk to. it's not like i talk about my super depressing feelings all the time, like, it's not exhausting in that regard—it's that i'm not interesting and people don't want to talk to me when they could be talking to literally anyone else... um. so, yeah... the inadequacy. even posting on this blog, like, even just reblogging a post stresses me out sometimes. i just always feel like i have to keep up this image of myself or everyone will lose interest or think i'm pathetic (yikes !). i don't like talking about the way i really feel about anything because that invites personal judgment. i'm embarrassed about everything. my whole life. this narrow existence that i inhabit because of the avpd and the way it's made me shrink.

my biggest thing is that i isolate. all the time. sometimes it's for a few days, or weeks, or months (the worst was six months...). it's not just from people—i isolate from everything. i pull away from people and my hobbies and my interests and i spiral. there are a lot of very bad thoughts i have when i isolate and i'm better at handling it now but when i was a teenager it was really bad. it's like... it's suffocating. i can't think about relationships without crying sometimes. um... it's just very lonely. i've only ever had two real friends my whole life—one of which i'd only had for two-and-a-half years before my disorder fucked me up and i got too sensitive about something they were saying about me and fled. i can't form connections and i'm not a good friend. i'm not saying that lightly—i can't keep in constant contact and i can't open up very well and i am overly sensitive to everything. it's the worst. it's ruined my life.

this is why i don't talk about it lmaooo uhhhh. it's the worst of my little mental health issues or whatever that i have because it's effected my whole life and no one in my life understands it and i don't know anyone else like me. it's just... yeah. it's just very lonely.

#river dipping #asks #anonymous #cw negative #<- just in case lmao #i'm not very talkative abt what it's like bc . the nature of the disorder . . . makes me feel incredibly embarrassed and pathetic #abt like... voicing any feelings lmao uhhh. #but there are tags you can go through like ''actuallyavoidant'' and ''actuallyavpd'' to see what other ppl w/ it say abt it #it's not social anxiety btw... that's very different #the isolation is so bad i pulled out of public school for online as a teenager and i narrowed my life down to my family and no one else #avpd in general is just. #well. #it ruins your life idk what else to say #i'm not like. anxious about social situations or public speaking or whatever #i can talk to strangers just fine and without fear #like... it's very different #it's my whole life #and it's like... it's hating yourself. like truly. at the core of yourself... um... and just being embarrassed about who you are #yk.................................. the normal stuff 😁

[vampslxsher]

girls who make flipnotes on their dsi and play mcr on their hk radios.

#scene #scenemo #black alt girl #scene girls #gir #weird public school girl core fr fr #Syren #my art #my ocs

[guardianspirits13]

Crazy how many formative events in our lives happened on a school bus

#america core #something about liminal spaces being areas of oportunity to kids #school buses #public school #american public school #school system #about me #i could make a list

[krispiecake]

off on my travels today

#gonna surprise my baby sister by picking her up on her last day of school :) #she doesnt know im coming to visit or that ive dyed my hair so shes gonna be so excited #and she always has the cutest reaction whenever i surprise her cuz she gets so excited she cant really talk and just flaps are hands and #bounces in place for like 20 seconds before hugging me #autism core #but yeah im so excited I have been home since February so its fun #though my mum keeps saying she’s going to put me to work at her at her job #she runs like this hub for all her antenatal stuff and it has a cafe #so like. unpaid labour core as well i guess. #whatever im just happy today even if i do have to get suffer on public transport

[party-gilmore]

I’m sorry but if you don’t want your kid to be on a fucking [electronic] all day… maybe don’t give your kid their own [electronic]?

#maybe it’s just the Grew Up Poor in me but like #your kid shouldn’t have their own computer until they need one for school. The Family Computer out in the Common Area is perfectly fine. #your kid shouldn’t have their own gaming system/tablet/smartphone until they can get a job and pay for it themselves. #sharing the Family Console/Devices promotes time management/limitation and sharing and internet safety/security on public #’networks’ (in this case… public DEVICES but… same core concept) #and a text/call only phone is all they really need and is MUCH cheaper especially given the average dexterity situational awareness and #responsibility level of a kid #and if you’ve done your job right they shouldn’t feel uncomfortable looking up anything they need to/are worried about on a shared device #since you should’ve been establishing honest and open and trusting communication from the beginning #but hey shit happens and if you weren’t able to lay that foundation that’s fine that’s what LIBRARY TIME is for #I’m serious start a routine take your kid to the library at least once a week and give them free reign I mean FREE reign #(as long as their behavior is appropriate) #and they can have some time to access whatever info they’re not comfortable asking you about

[ghostboymichael]

another day of learning financial literacy from a teacher who commited tax fraud :)

#hashtag public school core #public school #tax fraud #school #finance #business #budgeting #funny #money #education #education system #literacy #teachers #meme #IM SORRY FOR LEGAL REASONS THIS IS A JOKE #it's not they actually did #but i feel mean rn #:/ #not mean enough to not post this tho >:) #but yeah they did commit tax fraud #it was in the local news LMAO

[kermiekermie]

so many ranboo pictures on my twitter feed shaking and crying why is he dressed like that

wgat is this

#middle schooler who shops at hot topic on a school field trip core #bonus dad shirt #aldo the poses ppl are having hin do. public embarassment #ranboo

[flowercrownd]

   me ?  reverting back to my old mid-2010′s fixations ?  oh you betcha.

#♡ ◜ooc.◞ #// LISTEN #// it was such a core part of coping w the very flawed & crappy public education system #// it literally got me thru mid-high school #// i would get excited to read the newest page of homestuck when i got home bc that would be #// my ''reward'' for myself for going to school #// i was in a terrible place mentally & it got me thru it #// PLUS it was what i consider the best time for tumblr before like #// ppl got mad over what race & sexuality the pixel kids were lol #// but even that was a small fraction of the fandom #// & SO MUCH ART #// GOD #// it was a great time to be an artist during that time #// i miss those days sometimes

[vxmpire-cxsh]

sitting in a corner in a classroom with the lights off as police sweep the school and first responders crowd the parking lot is so fun 😐

#shooting threat core #this MIGHT be 5th period massacre by Leathermouth #love American public schools #print(‘Silas speaks’) #5th period massacre Leathermouth

[danithefangirlbunny]

I don't think people from the united states understand just how hellish their country sounds like what do you mean cashiers can't sit down while they work twelve-hour shifts? why are you paying for vaccines, why haven't your government provided them for free? why do you feel uncomfortable when young adults are still living with their parents but bankruptcy at 18 sounds okay? why do you pay for lunch if the school is public, shouldn't lunch be free too?

#it's just so absurd #everything sounds very absurd #I think it's insane how normalized these very wild scenarios are #Brazil is a first world country and extremely civilized in comparison! #here in Brazil the covid vaccines are free #the boosters - any of them. all of them - are also free #our cashiers sit down #It's okay to live with your parents after eighteen #we have public universities - the very best of the country are all public universities #in public schools the lunch is given to anyone that wants to eat and that's not all: there's breakfast and dinner too if there's class #meaning: if there's morning afternoon and night classes then there's breakfast lunch and dinner served #of course there is #why wouldn't? #I feel like that's the core absurdity of all: why wouldn't? #why wouldn't the cashier sit down? #why wouldn't the vaccine be given for free? #why wouldn't lunch be served to children? #united states #brazil

[anoverwhelmingannoyance]

When the friend group you used to talk about your other friend group to gets more unbearable than the first friend group, and so you need a new friend group but then the cycle would just repeat

#public high school core #cast my peers into the shadows #most of them at least

[snowsinterlude]

need someone older.

(teacher!coriolanus × student!reader.)

summary: a teacher can do a lot in private lessons.

c.w: reader is 19 for repeating a year, age gap (coryo's 29), fingering, tummy bulge, heavy smut, edging (f. recieving), overstimulation, stuffed panties, mild public sex, petnames (coryo calls reader bunny, pet, good girl.), reader thinks coryo is married so . cheating implications, marriage proposal

being a dumb girl was something you tried your best to do ever since you repeated the first year of high school, watching all your friends graduating before you was something you weren't proud about- not for them, but for you. you were supposed to be by their side.

thankfully, you had your professor, coriolanus snow. god. he was the only reason for you to pay attention to class (or at least try to), you were hungry for his approval. for you to be called a "good girl", and be said that you've done well in your tests? yeah, you were willing to do anything for that.

when he offered you private classes, you said yeah without even thinking much. you needed to learn, and spending more time with him was something you craved for. the ring on his finger? fuck it. you wanted it. you deserved it. more than his wife – if he had one.

you've been day dreaming about it constantly, eyes always searching for his on every class you had with him, and he would keep that smile painted on his face, not wanting anyone to think you were the reason for him to be smiling, even if you were, the didn't need to know about it.

"bunny," he voiced, leaning on your desk and taking advantage of the fact that you both were on the library, every student on the school had gone home and the teachers had gathered to go to a nearby bar. "stop looking at my dick now, will we?" he said, chuckling at you.

"huh?" you asked, finally waking to your reality.

"you need to learn that if you don't want to repeat a grade again." he said, sitting by your side, his hand holding your thigh. "you don't want to repeat now, do you?" you shaked your head negatively, and he loved seeing you like that, shy as a kitten even if you usually had his dick on your mouth when that used to happen. "c'mon, don't look at me like that. we have to put these things on your brain if you want to graduate already." he said.

his fingers slowly travelled all the way up on your panties, finding a small damp on the fabric, he looked at you with his usual smirk, his pupils blown already from everything he was about to do to you.

and now you looked like a mess. hands gripping on the library desk as your legs trembled with the aftermath of every time you almost came. you counted six till now, crying from how good it felt having him behind you, his fingers thrusting lewdly into your cunt.

"c-coryo- t-teacher, please. please stop it, i have to cum- i can't hold it in anymore!" you begged, clenching as his fingers rubbed deliciously on your clit after thrusting so many times inside you.

"well, it's not my fault, pet. you're the one getting your questions wrong." he said, pulling his dick to tease the core of your pussy, your cries only making him feel and making his ego bigger. "tell me, baby, how do you want it?"

"q-quick, pleease! if it get slower i-i think i'll die!" you said, legs spread as your skirt revealed a small part of your ass.

"oh, c'mon, i'm sure you can take it, baby" he purred in your ear, the tip of his cock teasing your pussy and slapping your clit slightly, making your body jolt slightly. you bend over, your elbows being now your main support at that table.

"please, teacher..!" you begged. but he didn’t even bat an eye to your cries, slowly sliding his dick inside you, and fuck, you both fucked on wednesday, how come he always seems to stretch you up so good? the pace he choose to torture you with was so slow, making sure you felt every inch of his dick inside you, stretching you, making you his. "please, don't do that to me. j-just ask something easier!" you cried.

"easier? okay... let's see" his hips bucked slowly into yours, your pussy gushing around him as if your own body needed that- as if he was the hair you breathed for. "what's your age, babe?" he asked, a playful tone being cast as his free hand massaged your boob, pinching on your nipple and freeing both your boobs from it's cage.

"n-nineteen." you said, and he laughed again as he said: "good girl, you're right.", his hips giving you a powerful thrust that made you cum with only that, making you cry from your own humiliation.

"ah, bunny, don't tell me you came already only with that." he said, joking with your face as you cried.

"i'm sorry- too good. i-it was too deep." he laughed, pulling back and thrusting deeper again, this time, you made sure not to cum again, edging yourself as he changed your position to put your leg over his broad shoulder, his dick making a bulge appear at your tummy. he loved that view- much more than he loved you.

"look at you, taking me so well. how does it feel, baby? use one of the words we learned at the literature class," he grunted your tightness coating his dick with your own juices, "use them, even if it's just two, and i'll let you cum."

"tortuous," you begin, crying from how good it felt, from how dumb you were getting. "spiralling, it's twirling my insides!" you cried. and he smilled, kissing and licking your tears before placing the most gentle kiss on your lips, pouding faster into you as you closed your eyes shut, moaning and grunting from all the pleasure- and yet you tried your best to avoid moaning only to hear his moans and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

"good girl." he said, his hands holding your hips as he fucked you. it felt truly out of your world experience. his phone ringed just at the right moment he hit your cervix. "t-teacher, your phone- it can be your wife." you said, earning a frown from him as he turned the phone off.

"wife? baby, i'm single." he said, chuckling at you. "you've been walking around school with my cum stuffed in your panties even thought you thought i was married?" he pounded into you with a more quicken pace. "god, what a dirty girl you are. fucking around with married teachers." he teased you.

you felt a heat on your cheeks that you never felt before. god, how much would you end up humiliating yourself? "b-but, fuck! y-your ring-"

he showed you the ring. taking it off his finger with his mouth and sticking his tongue to you, an invitation for you to take the ring.

"keep it." he said once you took the ring

"but- s-sir, i-"

"mm, bunny, i'm a faithful man." he said. "and right now, i'm faithful to you." he said. you squirmed deliciously at the feeling of his cock filling you up again, his tip on your cervix as you came again, and soon enough, he came too.

he helped you get dressed into your panties again and straightned your clothes, a cast kiss on your lips before he smiled sweetly at you, putting the ring on your middle finger.

"i hope you know what that means."

"i-i do." you said, for both questions heavily implied in that context.

"great. then make sure to graduate, bunny." he smiled. "i'm sure the honeymoon will be great."

#coriolanus snow x reader #young coriolanus snow #young president snow #tbosas smut #the hunger games the ballad of songbirds & snakes #coriolanus snow fanfiction #coriolanus snow imagine #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus x you #x reader #teacher crush #teacher x student #dark!coriolanus snow

[gowns]

Why Kids Aren't Falling in Love With Reading - It's Not Just Screens

A shrinking number of kids are reading widely and voraciously for fun.

The ubiquity and allure of screens surely play a large part in this—most American children have smartphones by the age of 11—as does learning loss during the pandemic. But this isn’t the whole story. A survey just before the pandemic by the National Assessment of Educational Progress showed that the percentages of 9- and 13-year-olds who said they read daily for fun had dropped by double digits since 1984. I recently spoke with educators and librarians about this trend, and they gave many explanations, but one of the most compelling—and depressing—is rooted in how our education system teaches kids to relate to books.

What I remember most about reading in childhood was falling in love with characters and stories; I adored Judy Blume’s Margaret and Beverly Cleary’s Ralph S. Mouse. In New York, where I was in public elementary school in the early ’80s, we did have state assessments that tested reading level and comprehension, but the focus was on reading as many books as possible and engaging emotionally with them as a way to develop the requisite skills. Now the focus on reading analytically seems to be squashing that organic enjoyment. Critical reading is an important skill, especially for a generation bombarded with information, much of it unreliable or deceptive. But this hyperfocus on analysis comes at a steep price: The love of books and storytelling is being lost.

This disregard for story starts as early as elementary school. Take this requirement from the third-grade English-language-arts Common Core standard, used widely across the U.S.: “Determine the meaning of words and phrases as they are used in a text, distinguishing literal from nonliteral language.” There is a fun, easy way to introduce this concept: reading Peggy Parish’s classic, Amelia Bedelia, in which the eponymous maid follows commands such as “Draw the drapes when the sun comes in” by drawing a picture of the curtains. But here’s how one educator experienced in writing Common Core–aligned curricula proposes this be taught: First, teachers introduce the concepts of nonliteral and figurative language. Then, kids read a single paragraph from Amelia Bedelia and answer written questions.

For anyone who knows children, this is the opposite of engaging: The best way to present an abstract idea to kids is by hooking them on a story. “Nonliteral language” becomes a whole lot more interesting and comprehensible, especially to an 8-year-old, when they’ve gotten to laugh at Amelia’s antics first. The process of meeting a character and following them through a series of conflicts is the fun part of reading. Jumping into a paragraph in the middle of a book is about as appealing for most kids as cleaning their room.

But as several educators explained to me, the advent of accountability laws and policies, starting with No Child Left Behind in 2001, and accompanying high-stakes assessments based on standards, be they Common Core or similar state alternatives, has put enormous pressure on instructors to teach to these tests at the expense of best practices. Jennifer LaGarde, who has more than 20 years of experience as a public-school teacher and librarian, described how one such practice—the class read-aloud—invariably resulted in kids asking her for comparable titles. But read-alouds are now imperiled by the need to make sure that kids have mastered all the standards that await them in evaluation, an even more daunting task since the start of the pandemic. “There’s a whole generation of kids who associate reading with assessment now,” LaGarde said.

By middle school, not only is there even less time for activities such as class read-alouds, but instruction also continues to center heavily on passage analysis, said LaGarde, who taught that age group. A friend recently told me that her child’s middle-school teacher had introduced To Kill a Mockingbird to the class, explaining that they would read it over a number of months—and might not have time to finish it. “How can they not get to the end of To Kill a Mockingbird?” she wondered. I’m right there with her. You can’t teach kids to love reading if you don’t even prioritize making it to a book’s end. The reward comes from the emotional payoff of the story’s climax; kids miss out on this essential feeling if they don’t reach Atticus Finch’s powerful defense of Tom Robinson in the courtroom or never get to solve the mystery of Boo Radley.

... Young people should experience the intrinsic pleasure of taking a narrative journey, making an emotional connection with a character (including ones different from themselves), and wondering what will happen next—then finding out. This is the spell that reading casts. And, like with any magician’s trick, picking a story apart and learning how it’s done before you have experienced its wonder risks destroying the magic.

-- article by katherine marsh, the atlantic (12 foot link, no paywall)