Aw, it really is such a feel good story. The little girl was diagnosed when she was 1 and the doctors gave her a 10% chance to live. They found the perfect match but because donors are kept anonymous so she and the donor didn’t know each other until after, the wedding was the first time they met.
Most people don’t even use cursive for signatures. Eventually, they all just dissolve into squiggles.
Plus Some people’s cursive can be pretty unreadable even when they do put in the effort.
Oh noooooooo, society is chaaaaaaanging, what will we dooooooo~???
I was taught cursive, told I would need it in high school when we started writing essays.
Teachers didn’t accept anything in cursive. By the end of highschool teachers were not accepting hand-written essays and everything had to be typed. Though, they assured me cursive would probably be a thing in university because you have to write essays in class sometimes too and wouldn’t have access to computer to type it up.
In university, we were warned, that cursive can be a faster method of writing, but harder to make legible when writing quickly. We were warned if the professor couldn’t easily and quickly tell what we were saying, it would count as not having written anything. This included in-class exam essays on a time limit. So no one used cursive.
So while I was constantly being assured that cursive would be very useful when I grew up, it only became increasingly obsolete.
Why would we continue to teach obsolete skills? Why waste the time?
That being said… kids are exposed to a lot of different fonts… some of which are cursive. I think they can figure it out.
cursive is more of an art form than it is a way of life now a days and i appreciate the beauty of the script but its not practical unless you can do it really well and quickly for anything school related tbh.
I was told recently about a school that was shamed into changing its school motto. The motto was “I hear, I see, I learn.” Nothing wrong with that per se. Unfortunately the motto was in Latin, and the Latin for “I hear, I see, I learn” is “audio, video, disco”.
What the fuck that’s the best school motto ever change it back
Growing up, my mom and her siblings would make banana bread every week.
Literally every week since the first one of them learned how to make it, they started making banana bread- lo and behold though, they liked it with walnuts and they all knew their dad hated walnuts.
So they made a special loaf of banana bread just for him every week, just for him to eat. Nobody else was allowed to eat it because that was his banana bread, baked especially for him.
So anyways, they did this once a week from middle school up until every last one of them moved out of the house (and considering there was at least 10 years difference from the oldest to the youngest, this was quite some time). So that’s like… 16 years of weekly banana bread. And he always finished it. He, without fail, ate the whole loaf of bread by himself.
That’s approximately 835 loaves of banana bread.
Now
Skip ahead a few years…
and they’re all visiting and baking banana bread and they start making a dad’s bread and their mom comes in, “I don’t think he can handle eating one more slice of banana bread!”
“What are you talking about? He loves banana bread! He had it all the time!”
This is when my grandma, their mom, broke the news that my grandfather loathed banana bread with every fiber of his being. He just adored that his kids loved him enough to make him a special loaf of banana bread every week (and he didn’t have the heart to tell them that he couldn’t stand banana bread) and he was incredibly, utterly upset that my grandma told the kids his big secret.
My grandfather was a loving, patient, gentle man who absolutely hated banana bread but loved his kids so much more and I just wanted to share that with you guys. I think this story is just about the perfect example of the kind of person he was.
I just told my mom this had 1000 notes on it and let me tell you what
She had two responses.
1. Tell them about the mac n cheese
2. Tell me when it hits a million
mOM.
WHAT HAPPENED WITH THE MAC N CHEESE
I need to know about the mac n cheese
I’m dying of suspense here WHAT HAPPENED WITH THE MAC N CHEESE
WHAT HAPPENED WITH THE MAC N CHEESE
We’re never going to find out what about the mac n cheese, are we
I don’t think we will ever find out about the mac and cheese