history teaches us

Please don’t forget that Asian American immigration history exists and is being used as precedent for a lot of gross policies, like directly with Japanese Internment making the Trump Admin think Muslim Internment is an option. Don’t forget that even President Obama erased our immigration history in his farewell address when he compared immigrants of today to the Irish and German and Poles and said nothing of the Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Filipino, South East Asian, Vietnamese, “waves” of immigrants literally imported to work the fields bc they would take a lower wage. Don’t forget about the refugees that fled the Vietnam and Korean and other wars and regime changes that came here to start from nothing and are now our nail salon jokes. Our history is full of disgusting immigration acts created by the US govt and they have the gall to pat us on the head and call us a model minority.

Don’t let them get away with it. History is supposed to teach us not to do bad things again.

So what if one day Jack really wanted to impress Bitty with his knowledge of history, cause your boy was a history major and all that jazz, and so he researches the history of Georgia and then he casually drops tidbits of info about the state and finally Bitty turns to him and goes, “honey, as much as I love listening to your fun facts, not a single one of them has been right”

So Matt said that it would take about a month of downtime for Grog to learn how to read/write like a kindergartner, yeah?

So imagine after the Conclave falls, they finally get some rest. They pop between Whitestone and Emon, spending a week or so in each city before returning to their other home. 

A primary school has been established in Emon, and one day Grog is walking along on his way to one of the dozens of construction sites. He passes by the school, and sees a little boy crying while walking home. He asks the kid what’s wrong and the kid says he was being bullied by the bigger boys for not wanting to kick a cat that passed through the playground that day. 

Grog of course flashes back to being kicked out of the herd for not wanting to kill Wilhand, so he tells the kid to describe the ones bullying him. The next day, he rolls into the playground in his finest badassery and finds the bullies. He gathers all the kids around - some of the teachers are concerned but the head teacher recognizes Grog and lets it happen - and makes the bullies stand in the middle.

The bullies are of course scared shitless, and the kid is worried about what he just started, but Grog doesn’t do anything. Instead, he gives a long lecture about mercy. He tells them about how, after all the hurt of the dragons, the most important thing is to be kind to one another and help each other up. He tells them not to emulate the dragons, but to emulate Lady Cassandra of Whitestone, who took in refugees when her own city was hurting, or Kerr the Blacksmith, who rose up to lead a community of peace, or Wilhand the Gnome, who all but adopted a young man he logically should have feared. He tells them that life needs things to live, and that those things are brotherhood and kindness. 

The bullies are suitably shamed, and after the lecture Grog lets the kids rope him in to playing with them. At some point, the Grog gets to talking with the teachers, and somehow ends up revealing that he doesn’t know how to read. “What with all the adventuring and world-saving, didn’t have much time to keep up with my studies,” he explains.

And that’s how, much to everyone’s amusement, Grog comes in the next day as the very biggest new student in the classroom, and learns how to read along with his new lil buddies.

ok but what about a zimbits au where:

  • bitty is in the nhl (he’s started a club: nhl players under 5′10″. kent parson is a reluctant member, mostly because if he stands up really straight and goes on his toes a tiny bit he can pass for 5′10″ but we all know the truth)
  • jack is a historian, he teaches high school APUSH. all his students ask him why he teaches US history when he’s canadian. he does not deign to answer. bob was a professor at some ivy league who published a groundbreaking book on how gay alexander hamilton and john laurens were for each other. (this was before jack was born, bob and alicia went to canada to raise their family and bob stayed at home for several years while alicia was busy jetsetting around the world being her badass model self) they both specialize in eighteenth century america and jack is pissed because how is he supposed to top that? and now he’s just teaching high school and it feels a little passe
  • of course jack is also canadian and of course he follows the nhl, so of COURSE he knows who eric bittle is. the shortest, fastest player in the league. former figure skater. grew up in georgia and somehow found his way to hockey of all things. yeah, jack zimmermann knows who eric bittle is.
  • (in this au kent and jack went to the same high school, since kent’s billet family just happened to be in montreal, so yes they know each other but not well. they never got past a friendly hello in the hallway and kent occasionally saying jack should be the one playing hockey, not him, since jack is so much taller)
  • soooooo jack and kent are still friendly acquaintances and at one point parse goes ‘hey jack do you want tickets to this nhl game w/ locker room access afterward’ and jack is like FUCK YEAH because y’know he’s sensible
  • bitty and parse are on the same team. they now have a reputation for being the short team, when they’re on the ice against tater it’s a nightmare. think tater getting swarmed by blond gremlins with hockey sticks
  • aNYWAY. jack goes to the locker room after the game and like??? everyone is so nice??? and awesome??? and he meets all of them
  • and then bitty invites everyone (yes everyone) to his apartment bc even though they just had a game he is PUMPED UP on adrenaline and wants to bake and he is inviting all of these lovely people, yes including you parse’s friend, to his apartment to hang out while the pie bakes and then eat the pie.
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Wicked the Musical Quotes

“I don’t cause commotions, I am one.”

“Well, we can’t all come and go by bubble!”

“There’s no place like home.”

“I mean, who steals a dead woman’s/man’s shoes?”

“Must’ve been raised in a barn.”

“What could he/she/they get me? I clash with everything.”

“You shouldn’t let statements like that bother you. I mean, I always do, but you shouldn’t.”

“I’m the other sister/brother, __________, I’m beautifully tragic.”

“It’s good to see me, isn’t it? No need to respond! That was rhetorical.”

“It seems like the artichoke is steamed.”

“Do you know who that is? It’s that Winkie Prince/Princess whose reputation’s so scandalacious.”

“I don’t see why you can’t just teach us history, instead of always harping on about the past.”

“He’s/She’s/They’re distant and moodified… and he’s/she’s/they’ve been thinking, which really worries me!”

“Let the little girl/boy go, and that poor _____.”

“I know you don’t want to hear this, but someone has got to say it! You are out of control!”

“Oh, look, it’s tomorrow!”

“Madame, have you ever considered how you’d fare in captivity? Cap-tiv-i-ty. Pri-son. Personally, I don’t think you’ll not hold up very well, you see, my personal opinion is that you do not have ‘what it takes.” I hope you prove me wrong… I doubt you will.”

“Alright, just don’t move… and don’t get mad at me!”

“What did you mean to do? And why was I the only one you didn’t do it too?”

“There’s no pretense here. I happen to be genuinely self-absorbed and deeply shallow.”

“It’s not lying, it’s looking at things another way!”

“Let the green girl/boy go!”

“I can’t harbor a fugitive, I’m an unelected official!”

“You’re touching me!”

“… I know I speak for my fellow faculty members when I say we have nothing but the highest hopes for some of you.”

“Careful, dear. You mustn’t get wet.”

“Smile, wave… and shut up.”

“The truth isn’t a thing of fact or reason. It’s simply what everyone agrees on.”

“Where I come from, we believe all sorts of things that aren’t true. We call it history.”

“Where I’m from, the best way to bring people together… is to give them a really good enemy.”

“Since once I had my own day in the sky, I say everyone deserves the chance to fly!”

IF WE ARE TO TEACH DIFFERENTLY, WE MUST THINK DIFFERENTLY. ~ BK, Blog Curator, Black American OURstory

  1. Teaching to Transgress: Education as the Practice of Freedom, by bell hooks
  2. A Companion to the Study of History, by Michael Stanford
  3. Teaching for Social Justice, Edited by William Ayers, Jean Ann Hunt, & Therese Quinn
  4. The White Architects of Black Education: Ideology and Power in America, 1865-1954, by William H. Watkins
  5. Other People’s Children: Cultural Conflict in the Classroom, by Lisa Delpit
  6. Intelligence Reframed: Multiple Intelligences for the 21st Century, by Howard Gardner
  7. On the Teaching & Writing of History, by Bernard Bailyn
  8. Awakening the Natural Genius of the Black Child, by Amos N. Wilson
  9. How to Study History, by Norman F. Cantor & Richard I. Schneider
  10. Testing African-American Students, Edited by Asa G. Hilliard, III
  11. Teaching What Really Happened: How to Avoid the Tyranny of Textbooks & Get Students Excited About Doing History, by James W. Loewen
  12. The Community Teacher: A New Framework for Effective Urban Teaching, by Peter C. Murrell, Jr.
  13. Historical Thinking and Other Unnatural Acts: Charting the Future of Teaching the Past, by Sam Wineburg
  14. Lies My Teacher Told Me: Everything Your American History Textbook Got Wrong, by James W. Loewen
  15. Making Their Mark: Educating African-American Children, A Bold New Plan for Educational Reform, by Dr. Israel Tribble, Jr.
  16. Teaching Community: A Pedagogy of Hope, by bell hooks

I wish I had ever known that butch womyn can experience dysphoria before I transitioned. I wish I’d known there was a history of butches feeling this way and fighting it and living with it and sometime even beating it. But young gay people are SO cut off from our history. They don’t teach us about it in school. Our families certainly aren’t teaching us about it except in very rare instances. How can we know and understand anything about ourselves, about what it means and often feels like to be gay in the world, when we’re completely cut off from the experiences of other people who have been there?

anonymous asked:

i had a history teacher who, when teaching us about the origin of us currency, asked to borrow a 20 dollar bill for a demonstration, and when he held it up he was like "wow i can't remember the last time i've seen one of these" in a completely awed voice.

Literally erwin

People always say that history’s dead and in the past, and what’s past is past and anyway it’s a boring subject so why study it? Even the old excuses are trite now. “I study history because the past teaches us about the present!” Except that people and nations don’t learn from their mistakes, because they don’t understand how.

The fact is folks history never leaves us because it is us. It’s the primary, the first subject we all need to know what’s around us. Nothing makes sense without its historical context, no matter how small. Why are you reading this? Because in the past you opened Tumblr. Why are you tired? Because it’s night, or maybe it’s midafternoon, or maybe the day’s just dawned and you’re in bed or getting ready to start the day, to write the future with your actions as if trying to forget that you’ll be coloured by the past in everything you do.

History is primal, inside our beating hearts and the blood in our veins. Every action we do and breath we take, we are making history. Everything that has ever happened to you makes you today, you’re part of thousands of other strangers’ histories no matter what role you played, and your parents and your grandparents and your great-grandparents all aligned their own histories just to make you, exactly as you are, in this moment, now. We use our own histories, and the histories of those before us, every day. You can’t escape history. You can’t ever be without it, even if others have tried to take it from you.

The subject - study - of history isn’t for some academic surrounded by books or undergrad in a fancy university. It’s for you, because without it you’ll understand nothing. The feelings and experiences you’re having now - you can find someone who lived in the 19th or 9th century who’s been through the same and come out the other side.

Maybe they can show you how.

last night as I was getting ready for bed, I was hit with the most awesome epic crossover idea:

What if: Veronica Mars, Agent of SHIELD.

What if the reason she comes back to Neptune is not law school/Piz/whatever in the movie, but that SHIELD is exposed as HYDRA? And Veronica is furious and betrayed! For once she thought she was serving something that, while not an unalloyed good, was more good than bad, but no, once again, she discovers that the powerful are always looking for ways to grind the powerless down under their heels.

So she goes back to Neptune and puts all those SHIELD-trained fighting skills and Neptune-honed investigative skills towards being a PI, but also on the side with sifting through the leaked SHIELD files and tracking down HYDRA.

And what if the rumor of a tiny blonde ball of righteous fury reaches the Winter Soldier, who is absolutely confused and bewildered when he meets Veronica because 1. not his tiny blond ball of fury (whom he now remembers is a large blond ball of righteous fury), and 2. what the fuck, how is this sleepy beach town a HYDRA cell?

And then three, just for shits and giggles, what if 3. Keith Mars comes home and discovers that American icon Bucky Barnes is 1a. the Winter Soldier, and 2a. sitting in his kitchen plotting glorious revenge with his daughter?

What then, I ask you? WHAT THEN?

Great things about Europe: graphic novels

At Cape we love graphic novels in translation for countless reasons: they open our eyes to a different worldview, teach us histories we never learned at school and give us something in common with people we’ve never met. 

If, like us, you’re still feeling a bit battered and bruised from Friday, here are some brilliant European graphic novels to help you feel less depressed about everything.

The Making Of has some of the most beautiful artwork we’ve ever seen.

Bastien Vivès’ follow up to A Taste of Chlorine is about the conflict between art and freedom.

The Art of Flying is Antonio Altarriba’s attempt to understand how the effects of the Spanish Civil War caused his father to commit suicide at the age of 90.

We published Hubert a couple of months ago. We could go on about how great it is, but our pal Will did a much better job than we could do over on the Vintage vlog:

Aaaaaand finally… this one isn’t out until next week, but it’s one of the darkest, most beautiful things we’ve ever done. 

Who are your favourite European graphic novelists? Let’s celebrate em all, because we’d be infinitely poorer with them.

@wastelandbonerhell called Deacon a social studies teacher and holy shit I think we’ve all been missing out on the “high school AU but they’re teachers, not students” this entire time.

Mr. Deacon sneaking out to smoke by the dumpsters during his free period, joined by Ms. Wright. They gotta finish their cigarettes and get the fuck back to their classrooms because there’s no tobacco allowed on school grounds and Mr. Danse, gym teacher at large, will report them to Principal Codsworth.

Preston teaches US history, and Hancock and Piper round out the social studies department (Piper is the advisor for the newspaper). Deacon teaches English and advises the Drama Club and deeply loathes every single one of its memebers. Sturges and Cait teach shop, and Curie teaches freshman bio and sophomore chemistry.

Strong is the other gym teacher, but all he ever does is hand the kid sports equipment and retreat to his office to read large-print editions of Shakespeare, Danse uses gym class to vicariously relive his memories of basic training (he was honorably discharged after he collapsed and it was discovered that he had an irregular heartbeat).

X6 teaches math and coaches the cross country running team, Nick Valentine is the school’s security officer (and is about three years from mandatory retirement). MacCready is a student teacher for whichever character it’d be funniest to make him irritate.

Dogmeat is the school mascot!

Love, like death, is congenial to a novelist because it ends a book conveniently. He can make it a permanency, and his readers easily acquiesce, because one of the illusions attached to love is that it will be permanent. Not has been – will be. All history, all our experience, teaches us that no human relationship is constant, it is as unstable as the living beings who compose it, and they must balance like jugglers if it is to remain; if it is constant it is no longer a human relationship but a social habit, the emphasis in it has passed from love to marriage. All this we know, yet we cannot bear to apply our bitter knowledge to the future; the future is to be so different; the perfect person is to come along, or the person we know already is to become perfect. There are to be no changes, no necessity for alertness. We are to be happy or even perhaps miserable for ever and ever. Any strong emotion brings with it the illusion of permanence, and the novelists have seized upon this. They usually end their books with marriage, and we do not object because we lend them our dreams.
—  E.M. Forster, “People,” Aspects of the Novel (1927).