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What Exactly is an Animanizoid?
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Well, I'm still plugging along over here in South-East Asia, trying to balance work and pleasure. Since this week was rather heavy on the former and slim on the latter, I have no travels or adventures to report. But I do have a few little stories that I hope you will find entertaining.
To begin with, the temperature has held out at such a high degree that the devil continues to wake me up every morning. In case I've forgotten over night how hot it is, he flash dances around the room singing, "The Heat is On", by Glenn Frey. If that isn't bad enough, he has traded in his red Speedo for a sequin thong (red), because he claims it is less restricting. I hate to think what he'll show up in if the temperature continues to rise.
Second, I decided to treat myself to a haircut and highlights today, to reward myself for my busy week, and I was treated to a lot more than I expected. The first thing my stylist did was bring me a cup of tea, which I thought was very nice. Then, after washing my hair, she treated me to a twenty-minute head, neck, and shoulder massage. Apparently, this is standard treatment in Asian beauty salons. When she was done, I was so relaxed that I could barely tell her what I wanted her to do with my hair. When I was all finished, I was shocked to learn that my bill for the wash, massage, color, and blow-dry was only $23. It felt like I went in for a hairstyle and came out a new person. I left a huge tip.
And lastly, I have another story from class that is still making me chuckle. In my quest to get my high school students to be more creative, I gave them this essay topic: You are an alien that lives on planet Blerk. One day, your teacher comes and visits you from planet Earth, and the first thing she sees in an animanazoid. She has never seen an animanazoid before, so please explain to her what it is.
After a few moments of glaring at me in pure hatred, one of my students raised his hand.
Student: I don't get it. What is an animanazoid?
Me: I don't know. You tell me.
Student: There's no such thing as an animanazoid.
Me: That's right.
Student: How can we describe something that doesn't exist?
Me: Use your imagination.
Student: That's stupid.
Class: Yes, very stupid.
Me: (look of horror) Were the Wright Brothers stupid when they imagined they could fly? Was Neil Armstrong stupid when he imagined he could walk on the moon? Was Martin Cooper stupid when he imagined the cell phone?
Class: Who?
Me: Nevermind. I am the teacher in this class. That means that if you want to pass this class, you have to do what I say, even if it's stupid. Is that clear?
Class: (scowling and picking up their pencils)
When I collected the paragraphs, I was delighted to see that some of them had actually tried out those imaginations of theirs. One piece was so priceless, that I thought I should share it with all of you:
"An animanazoid is an animal. It is large and furry. Yellow like Pooh Bear. Has 8 legs like a spider has tentacles like an octopus, and shoots ink like a squid. The animanazoid can also talk, they speak Dude Language adapted from the kingdom Zoltan from the Galaxy, Dude Where's My Car.
They sing songs like, The Barney Song 'I Love,' 'The Wheels on the Bus,' Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, and Lose Yourself by Eminem."
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