Smeary Stinky Purple Ink: If You've Been Teaching For A While, You Know What I'm Talkin' About

Smeary Stinky Purple Ink: If You've Been Teaching For A While, You Know What I'm Talkin' About


How many of you are old enough to remember getting a test or quiz in school that had been run off on a mimeograph machine? Remember the smell? Sometimes, the odor was so strong it made us sick. We used to make jokes about getting high off a quiz that was ‘hot off the press.’ Remember that purple ink that was never quite dry, and often smeared so badly we couldn’t even read the sentence?

“You might have to give your paper a blow, students. Go ahead and blow.” Those were the days, all right.

When I first started teaching, back in the seventies, all we had was an old hand-cranked mimeograph machine, and I still have nightmares about trying to type stencils.

Remember those stencils, old readers? They had to be perfectly typed (on a typewriter!) because they couldn’t be corrected. I can feel the frustration even yet.

In my second school, we had an ELECTRIC mimeograph machine in the office! I thought I’d died and gone to heaven; it was so FAST. We still had to type those letter-perfect stencils, but really, that mimeograph was so fast, we knew technology could never improve on it.

In my third school, I was responsible for making a series of worksheets for part of a grammar lab the freshman teachers were making as a team. I had my worksheets neatly typed and ready to be copied onto stencils, by which I mean, RE-typing each of them, flawlessly, on those smeary, inky stencils.

One of my co-teachers said, “Why don’t you just run your master copies through the Thermofax machine?” I had never heard of such a thing. I didn’t know what it was.

She took me down to the office and showed me this new miracle. I just placed my master copy between the stencil-makin’ layers and slid it through the Thermofax machine and VOILA! A perfect stencil! We then clipped this stencil to the Mimeograph and ran it off as usual. Smeary stinky purple ink permeated our existence.
This is a Thermofax stencil. Put your master copy between the purple inky back and the brown tissue, then pull out the tissue. Slide the white-covered stencil into the Thermofax’s horizontal slot and let it be pulled inside. Inside the machine, the letters will be burned onto the back of the white cover sheet, in purple ink, turning it into a stencil.

You would then put the stencil in the Mimeograph machine and hope it didn’t wrinkle as the drum turned, because that would mean you had to start all over again.

The Thermofax machine was all we could have asked of technology. Nothing could have beaten it.

Then, the principal showed us a HUGE brand-new machine in his office: it would allow him to simply place his master copy under the lid and press a button. The ink was black, and the paper was thick and shiny, but it wasn’t smeary and it would reproduce pictures as well as text. We weren’t allowed to use it except in VERY special circumstances.

Now, when I need to do some dupin’, as LL Cool J refers to it in Toys, I just put the master copy on the glass, close the lid, push a few buttons, and out comes perfectly printed, professional-looking copies, sorted, stapled, and FAST.

Younger people take the Xerox machines for granted. Older people remember when monks took many years to hand-script tests and quizzes in beautiful illustrated calligraphy students and teachers alike all went home with purple ink smeared all over their fingers and clothing.

On the bright side, we knew who the nose-pickers were.

Communications from the Edge

I sneeze like a cartoon character. I hate that.

“To read the rest of this article, please register.” No, thank you. I’ll just find it somewhere else on the internet, on a website that’s more friendly and likes me.

“Please stay on the line for an important announcement!” The woman who sells her voice to all these different companies is probably a very nice person, but I hate her.

AND I don’t obey tape recorders.

“Is it okay if I go on home? I’m tired.” Sure, you go on home. The rest of us will stay two more hours, take two quizzes, get an essay assignment, and discuss cool things, but you’re extra special, so you don’t have to. You do remember that the evil professor will use YOUR name in all the examples, if you’re absent, right? And that you won’t be making up any of this work? Go on home. Your tv show will be starting.

“I was in Key West last week. Did I miss anything important?” No, we just played Bingo and ate popcorn.

“Can I type my essay on Typepad?” No.

“Please hold for an important message from Chase Bank!” No. Also, it’s the same woman’s voice. I wonder how much she gets paid.

“Please hold; one of our agents will be with you in just a moment.” Again, no. Is that you again, Maizie?

“The time is 2:50 a.m. The temperature is 68 degrees.” I think I recognize this voice.

“To access the pharmacy, please press 1 now. To speak to a pharmacist, press 2.” Maizie, how many gigs do you HAVE?

I have to sneeze again. No, I’m not watching the Cartoon Channel. That was me.

“I didn’t know I’d have to type my papers for this class.” You didn’t? Did you forget you weren’t back in junior high?

“Meow meow meow purrrrrrr, we love whole wheat bread. Yum! And the package is so easy to gnaw through!” It loses something in the translation, but you should see the kitchen floor.

No, the tv is NOT on.

“Please hold for an important message from your Indiana University Alumni Association.” I gave at the Blood Bank. Go away. Maizie?

Whatever happened to that “No Marketing” thing I thought I signed up for?

Gezundheit to me. And again. One more time.

“Hello! All of our agents are assisting other members, but someone will be with you as soon as possible.” Hey, you called ME, Maizie.

I really do hate that woman.

Carnival of Education: If You Are Breathing, You Need To Check This Out! It's For All Of Us.

Carnival of Education: If You Are Breathing, You Need To Check This Out! It's For All Of Us.

The new Carnival of Education is up and running, and if you have kids and don’t regularly read the Carnival of Education. . . . how in the world will you know what’s going on? Your children’s teachers are contributing articles to the Carnival, other parents are contributing articles to the Carnival. . .on the Carnival you can read about the TRUTH, not just the candy-coated smarmings of politicians and administrators and assorted nutnicks with personal agendas.

Is “No Child Left Behind” a workable policy? Politicians and administrators will tell you that it’s the solution to most of our problems. Your children’s teachers, and the parents of your children’s friends, and yours truly, might have a different point of view.

Should the schools furnish all supplies, including food, clothing, and a yellow pencil? What do teachers and parents think about that? Joanne Jacobs tells us what she thinks, on today’s Carnival.

Is homework a good thing, or a problem unto itself? Read the Carnival of Education to find out what educators and parents have to say about it.

Student loans. Bad teachers. Good teachers. Bad parents. Good parents. Good kids. Bad kids. Ringworm. Censorship. A student who was punished at school for blogging at home. Discipline issues. Caring. Not caring. Responsibility. Cheating. Flunking out. Teacher shortages and why. Testing. Not testing. What constitutes reasonable family involvement. Why bother? Why we must continue to bother. What can parents do? What should parents NOT do? What if your child’s teacher is an idiot? What if you’re the only parent who thinks so? Uniforms. Freedom of speech. Freedom of expression in other ways. Athletics. Coaches. Homeschooling. Vacations during the school year. Bullies. Big exams. Big problems. Big kid. Little kid. Creepy neighbors. Drunk parenting. Young teachers. Old teachers. Administrations. Morons in power. Morons in the homes. Unfair treatment. Lifesaving decision. Teachers who influence. Standing up for a child. Requiring a child to stand up for himself. Cheerleading. Benchwarmers. Crying. Screaming. Laughing. Rejoicing. Flushing with pride. Flushing the toilet. Idiosyncracies. Reasons. Excuses. Drugs. Letters of the alphabet. Promotion. Retention. Expulsion. Zero tolerance. Standardized testing. Scripted curriculum. Things we hate. Things we love. Things we wish would happen. Things we wish didn’t happen. Principals with principles. Principals without principles. Computers. Understanding. Misunderstanding. Privileges. Loss of privileges. Grades. Standards. Cell phones. Gangs. Student loans. Religion. Computers. Corporate sponsorship. Faith. Umbrellas. Attitude. Food.

Name something concerning children, parents, schools, teachers, voters, neighbors, passers-by, citizens, or YOU, and it’s discussed somewhere within the Carnival of Education.

Please, go there and give it a read. You’ll be glad you did.

Why don’t more of YOU submit something to the Carnival? It’s open to all who have something to say about the state of education on our planet.

This week’s carnival was put together by History is Elementary, an excellent blog written by a fine educator. I read it daily.

The Carnival of Education is the brainchild of The Education Wonks, one of the finest blogs on the internet today.

I liked all of the articles in today’s Carnival, but I think this one was my favorite. Is anybody surprised?

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