AnonymousAnonymous wrote:
Not sure if I said before, but The Magic School Bus would be awesome as live-action.
True, perhaps now with CGI effects and a quick change artist.
I just don't know whether a Ms Frizzle could really exist in the real world.
Maybe she's like Mary Poppins or the tooth fairy.
I don't know whether anyone would let a female science teacher be that eccentric and awesome. I don't know anyone in real life who could be that cheerful 100% of the time and never be miserable or get tired. I don't know whether anyone would allow a woman teacher to become so fantastically obsessed with technical topics. I would love to meet someone that friendly and enthusiastic in real life, with an extreme all terrain vehicle, but unfortunately this hasn't really happened yet. I wish that Ms Frizzle had been my Primary school teacher: she would've helped me out at lot.
Most real world science teachers that I met were less like Ms Frizzle and more like "Ms Frazzled".
Frazzled with paper work.
The small class size would've been less distracting for me too.
The kids seem nice, cooperative and amazingly well behaved considering their age.
They don't talk back to the teacher or call her bad names like some of my old classmates used to.
Ms Frizzle never hands out boring worksheets or gets involved in gratuitous bureaucracy.
She lets her students use their senses to explore the environment. Only the basic data that's needed is recorded. She allows her students to give presentations using visual props: she doesn't insist that they write 2000 word essays. She allows her students to think associatively and divergently. She caters for all students needs and learning styles.
She lets them do experiments hands on. She lets them make mistakes. In my old science classes we didn't have the time or the luxury to make any mistakes. We had to get the right answer for the standard test. If we didn't, we got marked down. We weren't allowed to get messy either: we had to write meticulous plans for everything and do risk assessments. If we got messy, it was deemed a safety hazard. We had to clean up after ourselves, be neurotically neat and get the "right" answer or there would be a lot of shouting.
That wacky funky jazz music that she plays in the bus while it bops along.
Yes please! The fieldtrips that I went on never played music like that: people were often stressed and miserable, or the cassette player would "conveniently" break down or we'd get a slow puncture in the middle of nowhere or someone would be ill.
Oh and Ms Frizzle's fieldtrips would not pass the strict health and safety regulations in my country.
The trips would also defy most of the laws of physics that they were supposed to illustrate.
Shame really.