Archangel, yes, I have taught a few students during my 28 years here at Memorial University. Since 1925, going back to the days of Memorial College, 13,800+ students have graduated with some sort of degree in education, going on to become teachers. In all my years at MUN, I have taught 6700+ students. Thus, I have taught one out of every two students who have ever graduated with some form of degree in education on a graduate or undergraduate level. [img]tongue.gif[/img] I am now teaching the children of some of my students. When I start getting the grandchildren of my former students then I shall know it is time to retire.
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"The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who can't read these books." Mark Twain
It's wise to remember how easily email -- this wonderful technology -- can be misused, sometimes unintentionally, with serious consequences.
Consider the case of the Toronto man who left the snow-filled streets last winter for a vacation in Florida. His wife was on a business trip and was planning to meet him there the next day. When he reached his hotel, he decided to send his wife a quick email.
Unfortunately, when typing her address, he missed one letter, and his note was directed instead to an elderly preacher's wife whose husband had passed away only the day before. When the grieving widow checked her email, she took one look at the monitor, let out a piercing scream, and fell to the floor in a dead faint.
At the sound, her family rushed into the room and saw this note on the screen:
"Hi Dear, Just got checked in. Everything prepared for your arrival tomorrow. P.S. Sure is hot down here."
good Sinc has demonstrated that you are worthy of more respect than I've shown. I'm sorry.
Here is a really bad joke to show my good faith and willingness to share in the proceedings
A Jelly Bean walks into a bar and starts talking to a Smartie.
After a few beers the Smartie says, 'Ere, a bunch of us are heading to that new club - fancy tagging along?'
The Jelly Bean says, 'Sorry mate - I'm a soft centre. I always end up getting my head kicked in.'
So, the Smartie says, 'Don't worry about that - I'm a bit of a hard case. I'll look after you.'
The Jelly Bean thinks about it for a minute and says, 'Fair enough - as long as you'll look after me.' and off they go.
A bit later and after the guys have had a few beers in the club, three Vick's cough drops walk in.
As soon as he sees them, the Smartie hides under the table. The Vicks take one look at Jelly Bean and start kicking the jelly out of him, breaking bottles over his little jelly head, lamping him with little sugary chairs, and generally having a laugh. After a while they get bored and walk out.
The Jelly Bean pulls his battered Jelly Bean body over to the table and wipes his Jelly Bean blood up and turns to the Smartie and says, 'I thought you were going to look after me.'
I was, I was!' says the Smartie, 'but those Vicks are menthol.'";: