"Finally he starts screaming that I was deliberately
simple-minded and a wise guy, and that my mother
had to come, and this was the last time. And that I'd
never get bar-mitzvahed if he could help it. Then, Itz,
then he starts talking in that voice like a statue, real
slow and deep, and he says that I better think over
what I said about the Lord. He told me to go to his
office and think it over." Ozzie leaned his body
towards Itzie. "Itz. I thought it over for a solid hour,
and now I'm convinced God could do it."
Questioning Authority.
(definitions, assumptions, controlling metaphors) and were
having a good time pretty much collapsing our arches
and structures and undermining ouirselves, I said to the
class:
“Or go ahead. Try it. I dare you. See what happens.”
One kid did, next period, and brought down the house (ecos).
The teacher/professor/Doctor was so agitated by the monkey
wrenching that he left the class—abandoned it and never
returned.
Was this a good thing or a bad thing?
Or not? An immaculate conception: No spots.
Where do ideas come from? When was the last
time you had one?
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