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well, my darling dtr, who is 1/4 japanese of sumarai blood, sat thru braveheart's
bloodiest scenes yelling for them to lop of more heads.....I just slid
a little further down in my seat trying to pretend I did not know her.
<P>Her brother in Social Studies class studying the Norman Conquest, raised
his hand to correct the teacher when she refered to William the Conqueror
he corrected her and said he was known as Duke William to some and William
the Bastard to others....I had to collect him at the office.
<P>Then there was the time he was given the task to write a paper on ''gods
and goddess' '' none were specifically given, so he wrote about the
Goddess Danu and the Tuatha de Danaan. His teacher went ballistic,
had a fit, 'why this are pagan goddess. ''Well yes, they are, btw,
do _you_ know what pagan means?'' the teacher had apparently wanted
something on either greek or roman gods/goddess'. My son calmly explained
that he was neither Greek nor Italian but Saxon, Welsh and German.
At that point the teacher was confused and upset, she then told him ''that,
that, that, they are so uncivilized."' My 12 yr old replied, ''define civilized
please."" I again had to go collect him in the office.
I had to explain both times that we belonged to a medieval reenactment
group.....sigh....
<BLOCKQUOTE TYPE=CITE><FONT COLOR="#000000"><FONT SIZE=-1>Just for grins...who
else has stories about our SCA kids? I have a favorite. When
Master Cadwallader's daughter was in about the third grade, they were walking
in a line down the hall. Several teachers were standing and discussing
their units on the Middle Ages and one mentioned the word "Saxon."
Tonya immediately said, "Saxons? PPPHHTTTOOEY!" Then she spits
in the floor and keeps right on walking. I was there to pick up my
son...it was great seeing Lady Rowena try to explain that one!</FONT></FONT> <FONT COLOR="#000000"><FONT SIZE=-1>One
of my other favorites involves the same young darling and my son.
We had bear pit wrestling at the Children's event some years ago.
They laid out a tarp and the object was to push the other one off.
Unfortunately, our two had been watching WWF. We looked up to see
a fist flying, hair pulling, teeth barred, screaming, bloody free for all.
It took several minutes to get enough of us to stop laughing long enough
to pull them apart. Best part was...Tonya was winning!
Now...it's pretty funny. Then....it was hilarious!</FONT></FONT></BLOCKQUOTE>
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