Your chalk-and-eraser story
What are the first few things that come to mind when you see pieces of chalk and an eraser?
Type out the stories and things that strike you. Keep on writing until you’ve got nothing more to share.
(No cheating now, the teacher is looking.)
My answers: Class secretary. Smooth surface. Asthma. Dust. Chalk ledge. Cleaners! Tests in front of the class. Spelling exercises. Terror. Copying notes from the blackboard. A blackboard isn’t black, it’s green. It used to be made of black stone though but green is less harsh on the eyes so they painted it dark green instead. Who are they? I dunno, smart people concerned with students’ vision? Little pieces of chalk. Some were in red and blue. The outside of a chalk is yellow but it writes in white. I miss writing on the blackboard. I miss the good times of school.
April 25th, 2006 at 2:00 am
fourth grade. a classroom was left open. i went inside and saw that there were pieces of chalk on the table. they looked so nice, unused and all. i couldn’t stop myself. i stole some pieces and ran as fast as i could to my mom’s office. yeah, that wasn’t really a crime, was it? but, at that time, i felt like i committed the biggest theft in history and that i deserved to be locked away in prison. i felt so guilty i was crying by the time i got to my mom’s office. i was that loka-loka as a kid!
sixth grade. i made a paper swan and showed it to my seatmate. he said it didn’t look like a swan, but it looked like a whale. he grabbed my paper swan and unfolded one folded side and, yes, it did look like a whale! he was giggling like a girl, i kept quiet. the teacher heard him and threw a piece of chalk at him. no, it didn’t hit him. it hit another person- me! i burst to tears right then and there. my seatmate was sent out. he had no choice, but to go out. nobody could comfort me. i was so shocked and embarrassed! this was during the time i sort of lived in my own world. hehehe:)
college. msu. reports. practice teaching. i loved writing on the board.
msu-pre university center. i’m the teacher. i had a box of chalk and an eraser with me everyday!:)
April 25th, 2006 at 2:21 am
Toni, great image.
I thought of my elementary school days where I longed to stay indoors during recess. I’d feign illness (our administration was especially good for the FEMALE days) and it would work. I was given the task to clean the boards, replace the down-to-the-nub chalk, and my favorite task – hand the box of cloudy erasers to a mean boy and watch them through the windows as they smacked the chalkdust off!
April 25th, 2006 at 2:10 pm
naku. elementary days. cant remember my exact grade. basta i was so excited coz i have chocolait as ‘baon’. as in parang first time ko yatang nag baon ng chocolait. it wasnt even recess yet but i already punched (as in made butas) to the straw hole and i was already making tikim the yummy chocolate drink. pero konti lang. siguro about an hour pa yun till recess. anyway, at the same time i was playing with a small piece of chalk, i dunno how i got it. i was trying to push it through the hole of my desk (remember how the public elementary schools student’s desk look like?) and my chocolait was under the table where i should be placing notebooks, books and stuff. so recess na, excited na ako to finish my chocolait drink. took it from under the table, and made a big slurp from the straw. sarap? waaaaahhhh. not! the chalk went into the drink. it was the weirdest taste ever! parusa sa akin ng Dios for being so patay gutom at an early age. LOL. True story!
April 25th, 2006 at 3:58 pm
1.hmmmm, all those class officers nominations initially come to mind. either i was facilitating the nominations or i was writing the names on the board.
2. grade 5 or 6. i don’t know why, but i went to my school on a saturday morning and cleaned out the storage/stock area in our classroom. this included throwing out the used chalks! hahaha, early signs of obsession-compulsion, i say!
April 25th, 2006 at 5:53 pm
oh my! i graduated from a public school so i’ve LOOOOTTSSS of memories. but one memory sticks out that really involved this same makeshift chalk box: it was Chemistry time and our teacher is really a psycho (literally, toni. we’ve learned that he is taking anti-psychotic drugs.). i remember engaging in an incessant Q&A with him and i think he found me obnoxious. so to end my questions….well, all i remembered was this same box flying towards me in slow motion and…BAM! i saw stars…
April 26th, 2006 at 6:51 pm
When I see pieces of chalk and an eraser, I’m reminded of my mom who taught for 40 years. She had a lovely handwriting, very legible and very typical of a teacher. She always wrote in long hand and when she wrote on the blackboard, it seemed like there was an invisible line because she always wrote in a straight line. When I started teaching, she taught me how to erase the blackboard properly (from top to bottom, and not left to right). I remember playing school at home when I was in grade school. My “students” were my siblings and other neighborhood kids. I’m also reminded of the first time I taught. I filled up the entire blackboard with notes for my students to copy! Haha! I must have been nuts to write everything down… I should have used the OHP (hindi pa uso Powerpoint nun!).
April 27th, 2006 at 4:54 am
reminds me indeed how short i am huhuhu
cant write on thetop
then i never pffered to write coz of it
grade 6 lazy teacher would ask us to write notes for her while she was late
hello fr france
April 27th, 2006 at 9:20 am
chalk makes me sneeze *i have asthma* so i always hated using the chalk when i used to teach in my beloved alma mater. i was so relieved because the budget was finally approved to change all the black boards with white boards
mas masarap amoy ng whiteboard marker kasi ata nakaka-high hahaha!
April 27th, 2006 at 5:30 pm
my mom ‘coz she was a teacher
me being a student teacher
there are some hard chalk, sakit sa tenga pag sinulat sa board
cleaning time, ‘pagpag’ time ng eraser
camel chalk? tama nga ba?
ant chalk
polbo – powder for eraser dust
dust particles sa table ni mam
bente singko isang chalk
wala na akong maisip
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