... no teacher likes to hear anyone else talk for very long. (W)
She took the view that if you were capable of learning, you’d work it out. There was no point in making it easy for people. (W)
... she was a witch and a teacher and that's a terrible combination. They want things to be right. They like things to be correct. (HFS)
'... I'm useless. I was educated to be useless. What we've always been supposed to do is hang around until there's a war and do something really stupidly brave and then get killed. What we've mainly done is hang on to things. Ideas mostly.' (TT)
... she lived in hope, and prepared her granddaughter for a royal life by seeing to it, whenever possible, that Ermintrude was not taught anything that could possibly be of any practical use whatsoever. (N)
'What don't die can't live. What don't live can't change. What don't change can't learn.' (LL)
'... I really don't know where teachers go when they're dead, but I've got a horrible suspicion it’ll be full of sports masters.' (IT)
Dwarfs respected learning, provided they didn't have to experience it. (SM)
She was not an unkind woman, despite a lifetime of being gently dried out on the stove of education ... (SM)
Give somebody a gold medallion and a big floppy hat and suddenly every speech becomes twice as long. It happens to headteachers too, I believe. (DCC)
'You're going to need a powerful lot of nomes to do all this. And they're going to need training.'
'But, but all that they'd have to do is pull and push when they're told, won't they?' Dorcas hummed under his breath again. Masklin got the impression that he always did that if he was going to break some bad news. 'Well laddie,' he said. 'I'm six, I've seen a lot of people and I've got to tell you, if you lined up ten nomes and shouted "Pull", four of them would push and two of them would say "Pardon?" That's how people are.' (Truck) No one like a child who pays attention too hard, whose eyes follow your every move, and who listens very carefully to everything you say. It’s like talking to a great big bottomless ear. (BOS)
… Dodger hadn’t had a day’s proper schooling. Instead, his life had mostly been spent learning things, which is surprisingly rather different … (Do)
Learning had to be digested. You didn't just have to know, you have to comprehend. (UA)
'The thing about witchcraft,’ said Mistress Weatherwax, ‘is that it’s not like school at all. First you get the test, and then afterwards you spend years findin’ out how you passed it. It’s a bit like life in that respect.' (WFM)
'... if dere was a PhD in bein’ fick, youse wouldn’t be able to find a pencil.' (Th)
Lu-Tze sighed. ‘Y’know, most of what you get taught is lies. It has to be. Sometimes if you get the truth all at once,you can’t understand it.' (TOT)
'How can a man six inches high train a bird like that?’ she asked as the buzzard circled again for height.
‘Ach, all it takes is a wee drop o’kindness, mistress,’ said Not-as-big-as-Medium-Sized-Jock-but-bigger-than-Wee-Jock-Jock. ‘Really?’ ‘Aye, an’ a big dollop o’ cruelty.' (WFM) The other trainees laughed in the nervous, tittering way of people who’ve seen someone else attract the teacher’s attention and are glad it isn’t them. (AM)
'I know all about practising procedures for emergencies,’ said Lu-Tze. ‘And there’s always something missing.’
‘Ridiculous! We take great pains-’ ‘You always leave out the emergency.' (TOT) Archchancellor Ridcully decided that the crew needed to be trained. Ponder Stibbons pointed out that they were going into the completely unexpected, and Ridcully ruled therefore that they should be given some unexpected training. (LH)
Silver stars weren’t awarded frequently and gold stars happened less than once a fortnight, and were vied for accordingly. Right now Miss Susan selected a silver star. Pretty soon Vincent the Keen would have a galaxy of his very own. To give him his due he was quite uninterested in which kind of star he got. Quantity, that was what he liked. Miss Susan privately marked him down as Boy Most Likely to Be Killed One Day By His Wife. (TOT)
A good way to survive on the playing fields of Hugglestones was to run very fast and shout a lot while inexplicably always being a long way from the ball. This had earned him, oddly enough, a reputation for being keen, and keenness was highly prized at Hugglestones, if only because actual achievement was so rare. The staff at Hugglestones believed that in sufficient quantities ‘being keen’ could take the place of lesser attributes like intelligence, foresight and training. (TT)
'... if I didn’t try my father would turn in his mound.’
‘You told me he drove you out of the tribe when you were eleven.’ ‘Best day’s work he ever did. Taught me to stand on other people’s feet.' (TB) |
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