In case y'all need further evidence that most of the internet doesn’t know what the hell they’re talking about, people deadass upset that there isn’t any information on “Wakanda” in our history textbooks because of “white people erasing black history.”
Y'all dumb af.
When I was back in 7th grade, my Language Arts teacher must have figured out that sitting me next to the rowdy kids got them to quiet down a little or something. At various times I sat near each of them.
So, we’re getting towards the end of the year, and I’m getting tired of self righteous attention seeking boys who’d rather have the whole class stare at them than learn, when I find myself next to this boy who seems to physically not know how to shut up. This wouldn’t be a problem, if he kept his volume at a reasonable level, but no, he had to be the only thing I could hear.
Like, our teacher was less than 5 feet away from me, one day, on the other side from him, explaining something I really wanted to know, and I could not hear that she was speaking. I could see it, I just couldn’t hear her freaking voice. From 5 feet.
Now, I was tired that day, and being around loud people can be quite draining, so I asked him, in the politest way I knew how, to please quiet down for a few minutes.
He… didn’t.
A few minutes later, I asked him to please stop talking so I could hear our teach.
No such luck.
Things progressed like that for, oh, ten minutes or so, as I got progressively more direct in telling him that I wanted him quiet. Eventually I told him “Shut up or I will kick you.”
Now, I’m small, scrawny, and known for nonviolence. He laughed me off.
Something like a minute later, I followed through, because I’ve always been taught that honesty is the best policy.
He, of course, tried to turn this into him getting attention. “SHE KICKED ME!”
I was mortified, I was sure I was going to get in trouble for making it physical. Forget that I was the teachers pet, I had just lashed out at another student!
Our teacher, utterly sick of being unable to teach effectively bc of him, leaned back against the bookshelf counter, crossed her arms over her chest and said “Well, then, you probably deserved it.”
I gaped. He looked utterly offended. Everyone else laughed, and dawning horror spread across her face.
“Did I say that out-loud?” She asked.
I nodded, still unsure if I was in trouble, as he made offended noises, looking around at our ecstatic classmates. “Oh god, I could get fired for that!”
He was quieter after that, even though I had to sit next to him for the last few remaining weeks of the year. I don’t know if my teacher did or didn’t get fired, but she stayed at least until the end of the year.
Fun fact: Cheetahs only attack prey that runs
jesus that is good to know.
Yup, that’s the point you just stay still and let it do whatever the fuck it wants that doesn’t involved you getting eaten.
REALLY FUN FACT for big cats cheetahs are fucking docile as shit
my grandfather ran a cheetah sanctuary in south africa and he’d just lie with them and sleep among them and they’d rub against him and chirp at him they’re big fucking babies
Another Fun Fact: Cheetahs are incredibly nervous animals. One of the (many) reason’s they’re going extinct is that cheetahs are so sensitive and nervous, some of them are literally too nervous to breed. Others will breed, but stress themselves out so much, they’ll lose their cubs.
So zoos with breeding programs had to figure out how to make cheetahs comfortable enough to first of all, get laid and secondly - not spazz themselves into miscarrying.
So what’d they do?
They gave the cheetah’s their very own Service Dogs!
AJHHHHFDDGHH SO PRECIOUS
this post just got so much better
THIS IS OFFICIALLY MY FAVOURITE POST
God makes cheetas, god kills cheetas, god makes man, man makes dogs in order to live, man gives dog to cheeta in order for them to live, god is dog backwards
did-you-kno
About 1% of the static in between the channels of an FM radio or an old analog TV is leftover radiation from the Big Bang. Source Source 2 Source 3
