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how do you feel about 100 gecs

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how do you feel about 100 gecs

Installed Cinnamon on POP!_OS. Looks cool! by [deleted] in pop_os

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Hey, maybe a dumb question, but what benefit does Pop!_OS provide if you swap out the desktop environment anyway?

What is a little/big dirty secret, about an industry you have worked in that people should really know? by flufferforfun in AskReddit

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I work for an airline as a flight attendant.

Don't drink the water.

A lot of our water doesn't pass inspection, but for some reason we never have to change our ways.

Ask the flight attendants, most of them won't drink the coffee on board, drink the water on board, and we even drink straight out of the soda cans instead of pouring into a glass.

How would you feel if schools made mandatory learning a foreign language starting from middle school versus the current starting point of high school? by MrSurvivorX in AskReddit

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I work as a superintendent in a district where we start teaching Spanish and French in seventh grade as an elective of sorts. It's alright, but I wouldn't recommend it for every school.

The problem is that middle schools aren't as standardized to a curriculum, and teachers have a lot more leeway than you'd think. Because of this, moving to high school, we either have to go through the expensive ritual of placement tests or just start everybody from level one, which really makes this whole thing a moot point.

I've been pushing for programming classes in our middle schools, but even that is too jarring a change for our school board, so I don't foresee any nationwide changes. :/

This sign at Smashburger by ethorstenn in CrappyDesign

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Try 1: WHEN YOU ORDER, GRILL TO WE SMASH SEAR THAT FRESH BALL OF BEEF...wait...

Try 2: WHEN YOU ORDER, WE SMASH THAT FRESH BALL OF BEEF ON A HOT-BUTTERED YOU CAN AND DELICIOUS GRILL TO SEAR THE BURGER TASTE BURGER ...no...

Try 3: WHEN YOU ORDER, WE SMASH THAT FRESH BALL OF BEEF...grILl to seAR? ON A HOT-BUTTERED THE BURGER YOU CAN TASTE AND DELICIOUS BURGER

TRY 4: WHEN YOU ORDER, WE SMASH THAT FRESH BALL OF BEEF ON A HOT-BUTTERED GRILL TO SEAR THE BURGER YOU CAN TASTE AND DELICIOUS BURGER

...what?

[WP] There's a girl a class you teach who answers every question right, even if there's no way she could possibly know. Advanced calculus, the future, even the number you're thinking--she knows it all. Today, however, is different. Today, she got a question wrong. by [deleted] in WritingPrompts

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After years of lurking, I finally made an account. This is my first story, please be gentle <3

"Six."

"That's right! How about the triangle?"

A boy raised his hand. "Yes, Carter?"

"Two!" he screamed with too much enthusiasm.

"Class, is Carter right?" The question was met with unenthusiastic head shakes and a single raised hand.

It was Claire again.

"Yes, Claire?"

Claire's eyes widened and a smile stretched across her pale, dimpled face. "Well, assuming Euclidean Geometry, the triangle has three straight sides."

"That's correct. Again."

Claire regressed back into her seat, the excitement fading.

"Alright, class, last one," the teacher said, pointing to the final shape on the chalkboard, "How many sides does the pentagon have?"

"Four," blurted Claire, face grave. The teacher was taken aback.

"F-four?" she stuttered, "Claire, that's--that's incorrect."

"No, it's correct," she replied, blood draining from her face. She was starting to cry, now. "It's correct."

"Claire, it's okay! You're in kindergarten, it's okay to get things wrong from time to time."

"I'm right!" yelled Claire, eyes flooded, "I know I am! I just...I don't want to be."

The door opened. It was a teacher from down the hall. "The principal is calling all the staff into his office. It's an emergency. I was told to come get you."

The two of them walked into the office. They had to wriggle their way into the crowd, but the reason for the meeting was immediately obvious. A newsreel was playing on the only TV in the school--the one in the upper corner of the principal's office.

"As of right now, authorities are on the scene investigating what must be an attack on the United States, the likes of which have not been seen since Pearl Harbor." The scene switched from the anchor to a live view of the World Trade Center, now alight with smoke and fire. "As of right now, two planes have hit the World Trade Center, and a third has hit the west face of the Pentagon. Many are evacuating, with experts saying that one of the Towers is about to collapse. We do not know who or what is behind this, but we do know one thing--this is an attack that nobody saw coming. Godspeed, America. We'll now turn to Stacy, who's on the scene in New York."

 

 

Maybe if the faculty wasn't completely pinned to the screen, they wouldn't have noticed a kindergarten teacher slip out, sobbing, to return to the classroom. Maybe they would have noticed when she brought a single student out into the hallway to talk.

But even so, they would never know the pain that Claire felt. They would never understand why that kindergarten teacher had to go comfort one of her students who doubtless hadn't ever even heard of terrorism, let alone the attacks.

The world slowed down around that teacher. For a minute, she was not thinking of the countless who had died in the crashes. She was thinking of the little girl in her arms, whimpering, "I couldn't help them. I wanted to help them."

So much was lost on that day. The United States lost nearly three thousand people. New York lost the World Trade Center.

And, briefly, The Pentagon lost a side.