The Teacher Tearjerker

Educators of the world, get those hankies out.
Because this...[dramatic pause]...is your story.
Yes, every year you need some good "louck" as you embark upon that harrowing journey:
Back "toschol."
Here you will continue on for an indeterminate amount of time.
"4" more...years?
Sure, let's go with that.
During this time, you will expand your students' cultural horizons:
Perhaps by "celabrating" the mythical continent of "Afraicia."
You will "suport" your prep times:
(While grading the staff room cakes in your spare time.)
And, of course, you will strive to instill a love of reading into your young charges:
Not to mention their "comunity."
Until one day, the unthinkably terrifying will occur.
Your students will turn 18.
Yes, you've ushered another generation into adulthood!
"Yu dib it!!!"
And your reward?
(One baker, two cakes, two different mistakes.)
Now you can join with your students' families in saying...
"Happy Gracturations!"
yAEh!
And if you're really lucky, one day a former student just might come back to visit, bearing cake:
A cake of "apprication."
Aaron R., Marissa S., Alisha G., Kelly D., Amy S., Kim B., Rebecca N., Kasey, Stacey W., Anony M., Rebekah, & Amy S., have you thanked a teacher today?
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Reader Comments (18)
No more Kid is what?
"Schools for summer." Yes, some educators say the summer break shouldn't be as long as two months.
Those cake wreckers deserve "F-" for those "disasterpieces"!
"You dib it!"
Love, Buckwheat.
Back to schol.... someone's been chewing a little too much, wouldn't you say...
Sutch thotfool tribyoots! Also: It's their party, and they can cry if they want to! (You wood cry two, if it happened to you!) =^~.-^=
Teachers, this is what happens if you fail your students. They drop out and become cake decorators.
The cake of aprication is given when you prunify for retirement. I think.
"You dib it!" is well used in my house. I've started saying it to the 11 week-old (!!!) grandboy. Thanks Jen and john (thoJ) for providing me with such a varied education for this sweet boy. (And for the record, I'm not showing him yesterdays post. O.O)
The "American History Celabrating Afraicia" jarred my memory and brought me back to a time better left forgotten: I was supervising the amazing Ms. M, an educator who, while teaching a lesson on God knows what, corrected a student who stated that Asia was the largest continent. "No, no, no, AFRICA is the largest continent," she said, although it was probably spelled A-F-R-A-I-C-I-A in her head. I spent the rest of my time in her class making sure the kids knew the continents in order of size.
She's probably still teaching. She's probably still celabrating Afraicia. In fact she's probably responsible for producing some of the cake decorators who are celebrated here on Cake Wrecks. So thank you Ms. M.
OK, it scares me that none of you noted the inappropriate display repeated 3 times in the sandcastle in pic #10. Yikes, that means I'm going to hell. Do not pass go, do not collect $200.
Everyone thought Albrecht Louck was the best teacher around. Everyone except young Toschol who was held back and had to go to summer school. Toschol had discovered (with help from his friend Suport) that Mr Louch had faked his birth certificate to retire early and hide that he was born in Afraicia. He got Suport held back as well with help of the Co-munity library (like immunity only the opposite and including someone else). Then Toschol'e legale assistant Yu got the charges thrown out (because I think that's how school works); along with the rulings that kids had to support the school financially, or attend summer school on an apparent nudist beach. Their girlfriends Gracturations Carrie and yAEh ANGiE (named for their Dutch ancestors) were happy, and they all got diplomas. While old man Albrecht was appricated.
My mother has been teaching high school English Literature for 40 years. I'm not sure I want to show her this post. Her head might explode.
Meanwhile, BlackChocobo, your comment made me laugh like an insane loon. Thanks for that.
I can't help but read that first one in Emperor Palpatine's voice.
"Yu dib it!" So, Yu called dibs on an entire cake?
Yes, I too look forward to the day I no longer have to deal with the kid's (or the kids', even) over-abundance of exclamation points. One is quite sufficient, thank you.
If that "sandcastle" is a nudist, then the wreckerator is Picasso.
I like how Angie's wreckerator can spell 'diploma', but not 'yeah'.
Apricate: To show appreciation for someone or something by the offering of sweets. Previously known as 'Apricake', however, once the custom moved away from solely offering cake and on to other variations of sweets, such as pie or cookies, the word evolved to the current spelling.
I have a new faborite phrase, yes! You dib it !!
My mother is also an English teacher, and I dare not share these. I did misread number 7 as "your legate" though, and wondered if the church was now introducing itself with cake. Also, the second schools for summer cake is not an error. It's a plea for schools in summer, so we have freedom to build disturbing sandcastles without traumatising the little darlings.
The library cake has a fault line running through it. Must belong in the geology section.
"Gracturations" Sounds like a chiropractor's diagnosis
Wow.. just wow lol. I think the teachers would probably be hiding somewhere crying after seeing these scary cakes. I know I would be.