And as someone who's been lectured quite stringently on this...you're probably reacting the right way to the inmates. It's a sad fact that, to maintain control in a prison environment, there has to be a line between personnel and prisoners. Especially if the personnel are female. *hugs*
I figured it was probably the best way for me to handle it, but man, do I feel that liberal guilt sometimes. Not so much when they're being dorks and blocking the door to the stairs, but yes.
Compared to the guys I've had classes with, I'm very, very liberal (I walk the line between rehabilitation and punishment - cause some can be rehabilitated and some just need the punishment, depends on the person). But one common thing in the prison subculture is that any sign of weakness will be exploited by some prisoners. And any sign of weakness in an authority figure (i.e. prison personnel) is even better. Being female is an automatic weakness, just because we are an "inferior" gender to some of the men. There will most likely be a few that can be helped and worked with to change their lives when they get out. But that's partially why there are program directors in prisons, the people who get in there and get involved. As long as you're polite, that's really all you can do.
No chance of me being Line Master at the BSG convention.
Hee!
I'd love to be able to show people that history isn't just names and dates (because hello, I can't remember them either) but it's about culture and politics and sociology as well. It's a wild and wacky ride; you just have to look at in different, less stuffy, terms.
You'd be the kind of history teacher I'd love. I love history, 'cause to me it's like all these stories that I get to listen to. But yeah, trying to remember who did what when and where and what everyone else is doing at the time? This is why I sucked at history.
The sad truth is that I'll probably always be dealing with it. It's just ingrained at this point, it's part of my very make up. But the difference is that now I'm really starting to see all those various events for what they were. Most make me smile fondly and some make me want to bang my head against the wall, or to smack him upside the head.Yeah. I had the guy who I crushed on from 9th grade on. We were friends - even semi-good friends,
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You also have to remember that we were like an Edith Wharton novel, which I'm sure would never describe the two of you.
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Hee!
I'd love to be able to show people that history isn't just names and dates (because hello, I can't remember them either) but it's about culture and politics and sociology as well. It's a wild and wacky ride; you just have to look at in different, less stuffy, terms.
You'd be the kind of history teacher I'd love. I love history, 'cause to me it's like all these stories that I get to listen to. But yeah, trying to remember who did what when and where and what everyone else is doing at the time? This is why I sucked at history.
The sad truth is that I'll probably always be dealing with it. It's just ingrained at this point, it's part of my very make up. But the difference is that now I'm really starting to see all those various events for what they were. Most make me smile fondly and some make me want to bang my head against the wall, or to smack him upside the head.Yeah. I had the guy who I crushed on from 9th grade on. We were friends - even semi-good friends, ( ... )
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