latin phrases worth knowing:

stcrlghts:

(in case you wanted to know because i fucking love this language) 

  • ad astra per aspera – to the stars through difficulties 
  • alis volat propriis – he flies by his own wings 
  • amantium irae amoris integratio est – the quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love 
  • ars longa, vita brevis – art is long, life is short 
  • aut insanity homo, aut versus facit – the fellow is either mad or he is composing verses 
  • dum spiro spero – while I breathe, I hope 
  • ense petit placidam sub libertate quietem – with the sword, she seeks peace under liberty 
  • exigo a me non ut optimus par sim sed ut malis melior – I require myself not to be equal to the best, but to be better than the bad
  • experiential docet – experience teaches 
  • helluo librorum – a glutton for books (bookworm) 
  • in libras libertas – in books, freedom 
  • littera scripta manet – the written letter lasts 
  • mens regnum bona possidet – an honest heart is a kingdom in itself 
  • mirabile dictu – wonderful to say 
  • nullus est liber tam malus ut non aliqua parte prosit – there is no book so bad that it is not profitable in some part 
  • omnia iam fient quae posse negabam – everything which I used to say could not happen, will happen now 
  • poeta nascitur, non fit – the poet is born, not made 
  • qui dedit benificium taceat; narrat qui accepit – let him who has done a good deed be silent; let him who has received it tell it 
  • saepe ne utile quidem est scire quid futurum sit – often, it is not advantageous to know what will be 
  • sedit qui timuit ne non succederet – he who feared he would not succeed sat still 
  • si vis pacem, para bellum – if you want peace, prepare for war 
  • struit insidias lacrimis cum feminia plorat – when a woman weeps, she is setting traps with her tears 
  • sub rosa – under the rose 
  • trahimir omnes laudis studio – we are led on by our eagerness for praise
  • urbem latericium invenit, marmoream reliquit – he found the city a city of bricks; he left it a city of marble 
  • ut incepit fidelis sic permanet – as loyal as she began, so she remains

starfruitnyc:

it’s so weird not being friends with people that used to be really important to u like u never stop being reminded of them bc their personalities and sense of humor and so many little details about them will always be in ur brain like u could see something in a store and think “they would like that” or watch a video and think “they would think this is funny” or even just the most random shit will make u think of them and it’s such a weird feeling

aloneindarknes7:

calystarose:

Because treating people fairly often means treating them differently.

This is something that I teach my students during the first week of school and they understand it. Eight year olds can understand this and all it costs is a box of band-aids.

I have each students pretend they got hurt and need a band-aid. Children love band-aids. I ask the first one where they are hurt. If he says his finger, I put the band-aid on his finger. Then I ask the second one where they are hurt. No matter what that child says, I put the band-aid on their finger exactly like the first child. I keep doing that through the whole class. No matter where they say their pretend injury is, I do the same thing I did with the first one.

After they all have band-aids in the same spot, I ask if that actually helped any of them other than the first child. I say, “Well, I helped all of you the same! You all have one band-aid!” And they’ll try to get me to understand that they were hurt somewhere else. I act like I’m just now understanding it. Then I explain, “There might be moments this year where some of you get different things because you need them differently, just like you needed a band-aid in a different spot.” 

If at any time any of my students ask why one student has a different assignment, or gets taken out of the class for a subject, or gets another teacher to come in and help them throughout the year, I remind my students of the band-aids they got at the start of the school year and they stop complaining. That’s why eight year olds can understand equity.