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Meaning: The last of a series of mistakes or problems, from the saying “The straw that broke the camel’s back.” Also expressed as “the final straw.”
When he said he didn’t do his homework for the third time this week, it was the last straw.
His not calling her for one week was the last straw, so they broke up.
He finally got fired after he came in to work three hours late. The boss said it was the final straw.
If someone says to you, “This is the final straw,” what does she mean?
A. You get one more chance.
B. You get two more chances.
C. You get no more chances.
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Here’s another money story, this time from Class 3P. Read it, take the quiz afterwards, read more!
My Debit Card
When I first got my ATM/debit card, I tried to use it many times, but I was very scared because I had no experience in this method of paying with a card. I went to the Rite Aid Pharmacy. I was ready to pay for my things and I was waiting for my turn, but when I had to use my debit card I didn’t know how to swipe my card. But the cashier helped me and was patient with me. Then she asked me, “Would you like cash back?” I didn’t understand but I said “Yes’’ and she gave me forty dollars and my things. I was so happy that she gave me money.
When I was at home, I told my husband and he said the money was not free. It was from my checking account. It was a big surprise for me. I was confused. I thought I wouldn’t use my card again. Then every time I went shopping I always paid with cash, but one time I didn’t have the amount in cash, so I had to use my debit card again. After that I continued to use my card.
Last week a number of our students and our program’s principal attended a Nets game in Brooklyn. Enjoy the poem and pictures documenting their experience:
A Principal’s Tale (An Adult Literacy Family Story)
It started out a Friday night
I was last to leave the office, headed to Brooklyn, not to Jersey—a different site.
Walked to Grand Street with thick gloves and an orange “OKC” pompom hat
Got on the D-train to Barclay’s Center with the 6:30 rush hour pack.
Cramped like a sardine with a crackhead to my right
People all ignoring each other and pretending not to hear him, Oh what a night!
An older Chinese lady asked me could she get on the other side of me
I said yes because she wanted me to be a buffer as the crackhead said he wanted to pee.
Finally my station, Atlantic and Pacific, I was ready to enter
Came out the exit and could not see the Barclay Center.
I made a right and came right in front so no problem for me
But I worried about 64 students and staff who’d never been there so woe was all I could see.
Into the line for those without bar or purse
Out with your keys, cell phones and objects no matter friend or nurse.
I answered how can you give me a box no larger than a cereal bowl
When you know a Galaxy Note, wallet and my keys are heavier than gold?
Spread your arms and open your coat as I pass through security
I think good thing I took a bath and there is no humidity.
Turn right and go down until you find your section
Did the teacher teach the students this vocabulary or make an exception?
I was the first to arrive and was nervous as sheep
Worried til I could see all my lambs who are mine to keep.
The first two students came as I chatted with an usher
They said teacher have my coke and chicken, we’ll get another.
I felt relieved as they began to come in at a trickle
The usher said, you’re a teacher you must make a nice nickel.
I enjoyed the fresh faces and wide open eyes at the event
No more Ringling Brothers and animals, but sports is still a big family tent.
Some students came with husbands, children and friends
I was still called Michael, teacher, principal and boss on end.
They brought posters as I had instructed them to do
Some followed the directions, but I could tell that some teacher with NBA had no clue.
It was Chinese Heritage Night and the Brooklyn Nets made a great effort
I could see the student appreciation of it especially since in class and school Chinese language they could not revert.
The cameras and cell phones were snapping and clicking
But the hands and lips were passive, rigid and not flapping.
Mostly due to the lack of experience and the bad Nets performance
The Indiana Pacers were up by 10 points early and Jeremy Lin has no endurance.
I remembered that while not a Brooklyn fan, but OKC Thunder
I am the father, the principal and the family has to show muster.
I told the students when the Pacers came to the free throw line
To boo, hiss and say “miss it” and don’t worry or mind.
At first the Pacers drained the free throws like sipping a beer
But as the game wore on they started to miss so we knew they could hear.
Our students started to perk up as the Nets score drew near
And our chants of “D-E-F-E-N-S-E” grew deafening to every ear.
By the 4th quarter as the Nets took their first lead
My voice had grown hoarse and I was happy I had planted the seed.
The students stood, clapped, jeered and cheered
And the booming “Brooklyn” sound was feared.
And while the final score showed the Nets had gone to Defeat
In Sections 109 and 110 at Barclays they knew the Adult Literacy Program could not be beat.
I asked the children, the adults how did they like the night?
They said it was great, out of sight and dynamite!
I told them we shall go see hockey next time in New Jersey
They all responded with glee, when is next time as I ate my chocolate Hershey!?
I told them next year of course as I heard their deep sigh
Luckily I beat them to the bathroom and took my train or they may not have left me alive!