A little boy's fantasy has caught on an exercise i asked him to do. This is the funniest thing he has EVER done. His square mobile face twitches with Ritalin misadventure as I get him to correct the following (I say correct meaning of course confirm).
This is the expression of the underbelly, the council estate synthesis of our media's total output boiled right down to its base elements. This is the worst-case scenario, charmingly boyish, definitely disturbed:
THE TASK: YOU ARE A SPY. CREATE A SECRET IDENTITY FOR YOURSELF, FILLING OUT THE FOLLOWING PASSPORT DOCUMENT
- SURNAME: BINLINER
- FORNAME: ISAC
- RESIDENCE: BAGHDAD
- PLACE OF BIRTH: IRAQ
- OCCUPATION: BROTHEL OWNER
- FATHER'S NAME AND OCCUPATION: RACKET BOSS
- MOTHER'S NAME AND OCCUPATION: PROSTITUTE
- PLACE OF EDUCATION AND RESULTS: DIDN'T GO TO SCHOOL
- PHYSIQUE: SIX PACK, BLACK, 500 POUNDS, BLACK
Go and see the new French film 'The Class'. Be interested to see what you think. Maybe you should take your pupils too - wonder whose side they'd be on in the teacher-student conflicts ... good luck in the classroom. x
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ReplyDeleteThe only thing 'The Class' means round here luv is Working Class. If you ever tried to show a French film Cineworld would grind to a deluxe hush.
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