Hey, Teacher, Leave Those Kids Alone: A Back to School Playlist
I have been a teacher for six years now. I joke about it, but it really is the best job of all, and remains to be the only one I've ever had that didn't make me want to drive right the fuck into a tree after doing it for three weeks.
Last week, teachers returned to campuses. We cleaned our rooms and sat in meetings and gossiped about incoming kids and prepared our forts for battle. This week, the students returned. They run around and laugh and scream and, more often than not, are generally excited to be back. Teachers are glad to have them. We welcome them. They shake hands and pretend not to be plotting to draw penises on people in science books. It's as the world should be.
So, in honor of nature's greatest ritual, a Back to School playlist for the uninitiated. Hop to, playas.
Kris Kross, "I Missed The Bus"
For real, I used to jam this shit so hard. There was probably a period of time where I actively tried to miss my bus just so I could make Kris Kross references. Oh man, I miss the bus. It was fun. Except for the time the kid came on it with a gun hidden in his sweater. That wasn't fun. His name was Antoine. I'll never forget him.
Grease, "Beauty School Dropout"
Whatever. Frankie Avalon is cool. Remember that one movie where he had to ride that gigantic wave (or something)? SO TOUGH.
The Kinks, "Education"
Precisely 4,000 percent better than the same-named song by Pearl Jam. Precisely.