9th of July

It’s not the language of painters but the language of nature which one should listen to, for reality is more important than the feeling for pictures.

—Vincent van Gogh (via vincentvangogh-art)

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weavemunchers:

imagine if your fridge did what you do to it everyday, every half hour goes to your room opens the door and stares at you for 5 minutes then leaves

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frenchfrycoolguy:

exchanging grammatically correct emails with adults is the most uncomfortable form of human interaction in existence

Nah that would be phone calls

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My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher

The american public education system in a nutshell tho

My third grade teacher actually had a conversation with my mom that I was reading to well and told her to stop having me read at home

My first grade teacher said that it was problematic that I was reading ahead of the rest of the kids in my grade and asked my parents to stop letting me read Harry Potter.
My fourth grade teacher thought it was wrong for my dad to be teaching me complex math because it fascinated me.
My elementary school music teacher hated the way my piano teacher taught me, and how I was more advanced than many of her students, and so told me, in front of my peers and my mother, that I was not good enough to participate in the state solo festival. She would not give me the form. We had to procure it from the district instead. She also hated how I excelled at reading and playing music for the recorder, and so she refused to give me my “belts” (colored beads to signify our level) and humiliated me in front of the class repeatedly.
My eighth grade algebra teacher used to fail me on take home tests because I didn’t solve problems exactly the way she showed us in class; I used methods that we had learned for other types of problems that also applied to these. She took points off my tests because I didn’t bring a calculator even though I got 100% without it, because I was able to do it by hand. I had to call my father, who is an engineer, down to the school to shout her down and give me back my A in the class.
My 10th grade Spanish teacher yelled at me in front of the class numerous times because she didn’t like the way I took notes; she thought that since I didn’t write every word off the slide, I wasn’t getting it all down. I had to explain to her that people who have taken advanced courses, like AP or IB classes, know that in a fast-paced learning environment you need to take quick shorthand notes that contain the necessary information rather than wasting time writing every word. She almost gave me detention.
My 11th grade English teacher gave me a poor mark on my first short essay because she believed that I was looking up unnecessarily complex words in a thesaurus to try and get better marks. The phrases in question: “laced with expletives” and “bombarded”. She wouldn’t hear any defense from me.
My 11th grade history teacher failed me on an essay about the 1950s because I misread the prompt. Except the prompt wasn’t words; it was a political cartoon. One of the figures was clearly president Eisenhower, but the other I couldn’t place. My teacher would not tell us who it was. I labelled him as the governor of Little Rock Arkansas during the integration period, and wrote an essay about that subject. My teacher said that no, it was Joseph McCarthy, and that there was a small picture of the man in our textbook and therefore I should have recognized him instantly. Half the class, apparently, did not.
The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win.

"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

Fun story time. I loved to read. So much so, I was reading chapter books in kindergarden. I broke the record for reading points in elementary school. They actually had to start making up prizes for me. No one in the history of the school had ever read so many books in a year. Basically, my class liked me because I won those suckers pizza parties in my spare time.
In second grade, I had a teacher named Ms. Mobley who believed all children should be average. She flat out told my father that all children should make C’s, and should never strive for more than that.
Not only was she insane, she also would routinely spell things wrong for us to copy for our spelling tests. Later, when we spelled those words wrong on the test, she would mark us off. Yes, our own teacher was sabotaging us.
I should have been tested for gifted classes, but I was not. Why? Ms. Mobley didn’t believe in “gifted” children.
This teacher had tenure and could not be fired.
Never forget.
"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

George Orwell couldn’t invent this shitit’s twisted stuff

this is important.

FUCKING! 
THIS!
ALL OF THIS!

The truly sad part about this whole post is that none of it is out of the ordinary. I guarantee every American student has gone through a form of social-educational conditioning , whether they are aware of it or not. Teachers routinely educate at the pace of the “slowest” kid in class, staying on one subject for weeks at a time to the point where it’s so mind-numbing, you don’t even know what they’re talking about anymore. As a professional artist ad an art enthusiast, I knew as a small child that I wanted to draw and paint for the rest of my life. Art teachers constantly berated me for having my own ideas and would mark me down for trying to be original with my projects, as well as they would tell me that I COULDN’T preform advanced art techniques when I had already displayed that I had the ability to do so, therefor not commenting on my ability but on whether or not I was allowed to excel at my passion. Every student goes through this in America. You only hear about it from  the few people who rebel against it and struggle with it in an attempt to maintain their idea of self and individuality against the psychological cookie-cutter system that is our education because more often then not, the conditioning works. The level of corruption in the American education system is resembling that in which I read in dystopian fiction novels. Our education is not free. The distribution of knowledge is priced with the potential of knowing what to do with the information you receive. "The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

My eighth grade social studies teacher taught us so slow I failed her class more then once becuase we where on the same subject for like a whole quarter.
My eighth grade English teacher had us read seperate books in groups and only gave us three classes to finish those books and turn in work for it. Ontop of that she gave my friend and I the wrong book so we failed the class.

In eighth grade English, we were told to write about a controversial topic. I picked evolution because at the time, I was researching it quite a lot. I turned it what I thought was the best piece I had ever written, filled with sophisticated language and planned arguments. I even rebutted many times, making the whole paper five pages longer than the necessary three. I failed the assignment because he didn’t believe in evolution.
Another kid in class wrote a paper saying that evolution was false. I’m not knocking the kid for believing that, it’s just- his paper was awful. It had numerous spelling and grammatical errors, was only a page and a half, and did not use any evidence (he just rambled that people who believed in evolution were ignorant and uneducated). Apparently, he wrote the best essay in the class. When I confronted my teacher why I had received a F, and he received an A+, he called my father and gave me detention.

what the shit this is terrifying, i have been educated in the uk and have never encountered anything like this. this makes me feel i took it all for granted


In 4th grade we were tested on our reading by a letter on the alphabet. A being the lowest, z the highest. We weren’t allowed to test beyond a t.

donniedark-oh:

ghostesez:

iwantthecas:

davediddlystrider:

black-egret-34:

s-assypants:

fiedbach:

snowyanna:

215-to-fit:

rustboro-city:

svviggle:

kastortheunlockable:

stunningpicture:

My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher

The american public education system in a nutshell tho

My third grade teacher actually had a conversation with my mom that I was reading to well and told her to stop having me read at home

My first grade teacher said that it was problematic that I was reading ahead of the rest of the kids in my grade and asked my parents to stop letting me read Harry Potter.

My fourth grade teacher thought it was wrong for my dad to be teaching me complex math because it fascinated me.

My elementary school music teacher hated the way my piano teacher taught me, and how I was more advanced than many of her students, and so told me, in front of my peers and my mother, that I was not good enough to participate in the state solo festival. She would not give me the form. We had to procure it from the district instead. She also hated how I excelled at reading and playing music for the recorder, and so she refused to give me my “belts” (colored beads to signify our level) and humiliated me in front of the class repeatedly.

My eighth grade algebra teacher used to fail me on take home tests because I didn’t solve problems exactly the way she showed us in class; I used methods that we had learned for other types of problems that also applied to these. She took points off my tests because I didn’t bring a calculator even though I got 100% without it, because I was able to do it by hand. I had to call my father, who is an engineer, down to the school to shout her down and give me back my A in the class.

My 10th grade Spanish teacher yelled at me in front of the class numerous times because she didn’t like the way I took notes; she thought that since I didn’t write every word off the slide, I wasn’t getting it all down. I had to explain to her that people who have taken advanced courses, like AP or IB classes, know that in a fast-paced learning environment you need to take quick shorthand notes that contain the necessary information rather than wasting time writing every word. She almost gave me detention.

My 11th grade English teacher gave me a poor mark on my first short essay because she believed that I was looking up unnecessarily complex words in a thesaurus to try and get better marks. The phrases in question: “laced with expletives” and “bombarded”. She wouldn’t hear any defense from me.

My 11th grade history teacher failed me on an essay about the 1950s because I misread the prompt. Except the prompt wasn’t words; it was a political cartoon. One of the figures was clearly president Eisenhower, but the other I couldn’t place. My teacher would not tell us who it was. I labelled him as the governor of Little Rock Arkansas during the integration period, and wrote an essay about that subject. My teacher said that no, it was Joseph McCarthy, and that there was a small picture of the man in our textbook and therefore I should have recognized him instantly. Half the class, apparently, did not.

The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win.

"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

Fun story time. I loved to read. So much so, I was reading chapter books in kindergarden. I broke the record for reading points in elementary school. They actually had to start making up prizes for me. No one in the history of the school had ever read so many books in a year. Basically, my class liked me because I won those suckers pizza parties in my spare time.

In second grade, I had a teacher named Ms. Mobley who believed all children should be average. She flat out told my father that all children should make C’s, and should never strive for more than that.

Not only was she insane, she also would routinely spell things wrong for us to copy for our spelling tests. Later, when we spelled those words wrong on the test, she would mark us off. Yes, our own teacher was sabotaging us.

I should have been tested for gifted classes, but I was not. Why? Ms. Mobley didn’t believe in “gifted” children.

This teacher had tenure and could not be fired.

Never forget.

"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

George Orwell couldn’t invent this shit

it’s twisted stuff

this is important.

FUCKING!

THIS!

ALL OF THIS!

The truly sad part about this whole post is that none of it is out of the ordinary. I guarantee every American student has gone through a form of social-educational conditioning , whether they are aware of it or not. Teachers routinely educate at the pace of the “slowest” kid in class, staying on one subject for weeks at a time to the point where it’s so mind-numbing, you don’t even know what they’re talking about anymore. As a professional artist ad an art enthusiast, I knew as a small child that I wanted to draw and paint for the rest of my life. Art teachers constantly berated me for having my own ideas and would mark me down for trying to be original with my projects, as well as they would tell me that I COULDN’T preform advanced art techniques when I had already displayed that I had the ability to do so, therefor not commenting on my ability but on whether or not I was allowed to excel at my passion. 

Every student goes through this in America. You only hear about it from  the few people who rebel against it and struggle with it in an attempt to maintain their idea of self and individuality against the psychological cookie-cutter system that is our education because more often then not, the conditioning works. The level of corruption in the American education system is resembling that in which I read in dystopian fiction novels. Our education is not free. The distribution of knowledge is priced with the potential of knowing what to do with the information you receive. 

"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

My eighth grade social studies teacher taught us so slow I failed her class more then once becuase we where on the same subject for like a whole quarter.

My eighth grade English teacher had us read seperate books in groups and only gave us three classes to finish those books and turn in work for it. Ontop of that she gave my friend and I the wrong book so we failed the class.

In eighth grade English, we were told to write about a controversial topic. I picked evolution because at the time, I was researching it quite a lot. I turned it what I thought was the best piece I had ever written, filled with sophisticated language and planned arguments. I even rebutted many times, making the whole paper five pages longer than the necessary three. I failed the assignment because he didn’t believe in evolution.

Another kid in class wrote a paper saying that evolution was false. I’m not knocking the kid for believing that, it’s just- his paper was awful. It had numerous spelling and grammatical errors, was only a page and a half, and did not use any evidence (he just rambled that people who believed in evolution were ignorant and uneducated). Apparently, he wrote the best essay in the class. When I confronted my teacher why I had received a F, and he received an A+, he called my father and gave me detention.

what the shit this is terrifying, i have been educated in the uk and have never encountered anything like this. this makes me feel i took it all for granted

In 4th grade we were tested on our reading by a letter on the alphabet. A being the lowest, z the highest. We weren’t allowed to test beyond a t.

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