Sunday, November 28, 2010
Why I am awesome. (And, like, such as, the Iraq...)
Kortland brought a note home from school saying that he needed to prepare a 15-30 minute report/presentation thingy about the country of his choice. This is to help the students learn about another culture. The food, the clothing, the music, the traditions...etc. So, I asked Kort what country he wanted to report on. He said Africa.
So, what did I write in the blank on the paper that said
"Country student would like to report on _____________?"
I wrote Africa.
I didn't even give it a second thought.
It was only when Kort came home with his report kit, and a note saying that he was approved to report on the "country of Africa" that I went
"Oh. my. duh!"
Africa is not a country.
Africa is a continent.
Zambia, Uganda, and Egypt are countries.
Africa? Not so much.
It's basically the equivalent of someone saying:
"What state do you want to report on?"
and me saying:
His teacher is sure gracious.
You know, for letting us report on the whole continent of Africa...
I think we're gonna need more than 30 minutes though...
I need a nap.
Or a full-half-night of sleep.
And like, such as.