Seat Belt,Force,My students
Seat Belt, Force, The students
10:00 A.M.
You get into the taxi. You are surprised to see that it is only” packed” with only five and not the usual six; three in the back seat and three in the front. The passenger in the front seat is wearing seat belts including the taxi driver himself, like what you see in more” culturally understood” countries. You become glad to see that people are getting to obey the traffic rules overnight after the public announcement by the media. After all Rome was built overnight!!!? Or wasn’t it? From now on who on earth could possibly dare to say that Iran has one of the highest rates of accidents in the world after this “Conversion? “ Hey, let’s drink a glass of optimism and upchuck all the “pessimistic” views over the uncivilized “culture” of Iranian drivers.
10:00 P.M.
You get into the taxi and go straight to the front door to sit where possibly you aren’t expecting any one sitting next to you. After all, taxis now have the capacity of only five people. You are relaxed and have to listen to the taxi driver’s favorite music. After all it’s HIS taxi. The back seat is full. The car is stopped. Another passenger got on the taxi right beside you; so close, so intimate that you sometimes wonder how these two [me and the big man sitting next to me] would possibly be viewed through the eyes of a foreigner? From a Western eye we would be considered as “gay” because the man’s hand is around my poor shoulder. My shoulders are getting “necked.” I feel a little embarrassed but the big man is his usual self. CAREFREE is the word. I want to get off the taxi and walk the rest but, Damn! It’s raining cats and dog! No one is wearing the seat belt now just because THE POLICE isn’t around After all; it’s TEN PM After all.
How is this post related to MY Students?
I am going through the students’ homework but after 2 month of preaching them on how to do their homework appropriately, some of them seem not to have gotten the hold of it. Some of them are a real pain in the you know where. The next time that I threatened them to give them extra homework, they seemed to “get” it quite well.
NOW, let’s cheers!
10:00 A.M.
You get into the taxi. You are surprised to see that it is only” packed” with only five and not the usual six; three in the back seat and three in the front. The passenger in the front seat is wearing seat belts including the taxi driver himself, like what you see in more” culturally understood” countries. You become glad to see that people are getting to obey the traffic rules overnight after the public announcement by the media. After all Rome was built overnight!!!? Or wasn’t it? From now on who on earth could possibly dare to say that Iran has one of the highest rates of accidents in the world after this “Conversion? “ Hey, let’s drink a glass of optimism and upchuck all the “pessimistic” views over the uncivilized “culture” of Iranian drivers.
10:00 P.M.
You get into the taxi and go straight to the front door to sit where possibly you aren’t expecting any one sitting next to you. After all, taxis now have the capacity of only five people. You are relaxed and have to listen to the taxi driver’s favorite music. After all it’s HIS taxi. The back seat is full. The car is stopped. Another passenger got on the taxi right beside you; so close, so intimate that you sometimes wonder how these two [me and the big man sitting next to me] would possibly be viewed through the eyes of a foreigner? From a Western eye we would be considered as “gay” because the man’s hand is around my poor shoulder. My shoulders are getting “necked.” I feel a little embarrassed but the big man is his usual self. CAREFREE is the word. I want to get off the taxi and walk the rest but, Damn! It’s raining cats and dog! No one is wearing the seat belt now just because THE POLICE isn’t around After all; it’s TEN PM After all.
How is this post related to MY Students?
I am going through the students’ homework but after 2 month of preaching them on how to do their homework appropriately, some of them seem not to have gotten the hold of it. Some of them are a real pain in the you know where. The next time that I threatened them to give them extra homework, they seemed to “get” it quite well.
NOW, let’s cheers!
posted by Frank at
10:21 PM
9 Comments:
Nice post Frank. The crowded-taxi-part made me remember my trip to Iran this past summer... I miss it.
:))0 u r a perfect onserver,I very much enjoy readinh ur blogg. Yes u r right when dark arises people forgot to do right things may be it's because of the feeling of could be hidden in the dark, that's why lots of burgleries and unfordibben things take palce at night;)
Hey Frank, it seems like nothing's really changed about the taxi situation in Iran. Well except the seatbelt.
I'm glad that you wrote this my friend, coz memories are fun 4 me.
Thanx & cheers :)
I'm sure SOMEDAY SOON people learn to obey the law!
& who was the stupid psychologist who said punishments don' pay off!! ;-)
Actually I have a good experience of mild punishments in achieving certain goals ;-) guess our race responds well to this method ;-)
Nyx:
I wouldnt miss these things alot:)
Nazbaroon:
Thanks:)
Mohammadreza:
I DO hope so.That would be A BIG day:)
Frazad:
Things change here but not as fast as there.You are welcome my freind.I hope you come into the mood soon;)
Dr O2:
I agree with the mild punishments too.They are almost a must in certain times;)
قصه تلخی ست که شمع مقام پروانه را نیکو می داند و پروانه منزلت شمع را. این هر دو نیک از حال یکدگر بی خبرند مگر آن روز که پروانه در شمع بسوزد و شمع ذوب شود؛ هر دو یکی شوند و باخبر شوند. کاش این یکی شدن پیش از سوختن و ذوب شدن پیش آید! کاش...
actually I think in part it depends on the "first" passenger. Many times, it takes just one person to buckle up with taht seat belt and evrybody else follows ;)
Try to be that "first" one to buckle up and then tell us if others followed ;D
am from mexico and in some rural states catching a taxi means you have to share the espace with other passengers and yes is a bit uncomfortable but never ever cross my mind the thought of looking
"gayish" lol sometimes i had to ride sitting next to a mine worker or some others next to a nurse so either way i still remember all i tought was getting to my school
right on time never pay so much attention to the other people riding with me, we were just conmutters lol saludos viva iran!
samito from mexico
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