Why Indian Students are disliked abroad. ..... .......?
It was the first day of a school in USA and a new Indian student named Chandrasekhar Subramanian entered the fourth grade.
The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History. Who said 'Give me Liberty , or give me Death'?"
She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrasekhar, who had his hand up:?'Patrick Henry, 1775'he said.
'Very good! Who said 'Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall not perish from the Earth?''
Again, no response except from Chandrasekhar. 'Abraham Lincoln, 1863' said Chandrasekhar.
The teacher snapped at the class, 'Class, you should be ashamed. Chandrasekhar, who is new to our country, knows more about our history than you do.'
She heard a loud whisper: 'F ___ the Indians,'
'Who said that?' she demanded. Chandrasekhar put his hand up. 'General Custer, 1862.'
At that point, a student in the back said, 'I'm gonna puke.'
The teacher glares around and asks 'All right! Now, who said that?' Again, Chandrasekhar says, 'George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991.'
Now furious, another student yells, 'Oh yeah? Suck this!'
Chandrasekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher, 'Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky,1997'
Now with almost mob hysteria someone said 'You little shit. If you say anything else, I'll kill you.' Chandrasekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice, ' Michael Jackson to the child witnesses testifying against him, 2004.'
The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the floor, someone said, 'Oh shit, we're screwed!' And Chandrasekhar said quietly, 'I think it was Lehmann Brothers, November 4th, 2008'.
You are SO wrong - Asian students play harder and do more than American students ever do - except drinking to excess and sleeping around - they don't need to make gangs to protect themselves from each other, I think you call them sororoties or frat houses ?
Two elderly couples were enjoying friendly conversation when one of the men asked the other,” Fred, how was the memory clinic you went to last month?" "Outstanding," Fred replied. "They taught us all the latest psychological techniques: visualization, association, etc. It was great." "That's great! And what was the name of the clinic?" Fred went blank. He thought and thought, but couldn't remember. Then a smile broke across his face and he asked, "What do you call that flower with the long stem and thorns?" "You mean a rose?" "Yes, that's it!" He turned to his wife, "Rose, what was the name of that memory clinic?"
A husband and wife were having dinner at an upscale restaurant when a stunning young woman walked over to their table, gave the husband a long, opemouthed kiss and then told him she'd see him later as she strolled away.
The wife glared at her husband and said "Who the hell was that?"
"Oh," the husband said casually, "that's my mistress."
"This is the last straw!" his wife exclaimed. "I've had enough. I want a divorce."
"I can understand that," the husband said. "But if we get a divorce it will mean no more shopping trips to Paris, no more wintering in Barbados, no more summers in Tuscany, no more Porche in the garage and no more yacht club. The decision is yours."
At that moment, a mutual friend entered the restaurant with a beautiful young woman on his arm.
"Who is that woman with Eric?" the wife asked.
The husband replied, "That's his mistress."
"Ours is prettier," she said and resumed eating her dinner.
A Catholic is trying to convert a Jew and tells him that if he becomes a Catholic his prayers will certainly be answered because the priest will give them to the bishop, who will give them to the cardinal, who will give them to the pope, who will shove them up into heaven through a hole at the top of the Vatican, which just matches a hole in the floor of heaven, where Saint Peter will take them to the Virgin Mary, who will intercede on their behalf with Jesus, who will say a good word for them to God.
The Jew repeats this whole itinerary with an astonished air, ending, ”You know it must be true, because I have always wondered what they do with all the shit in heaven. They must throw it down that little hole in the Vatican, where the pope gives it to the cardinal, who gives it to the bishop, who gives it to the priest, who gives it to you and you are trying to hand it to me?”
A third grade class had a new student from Denmark. She was bright and fun, and her name was not as hard to pronounce as the Indian student's name ().
One day, the class was having a spelling bee when the principal and the superintendent of schools came for one of their periodic visits. The teacher called out the words one by one for the students to spell. The little student from Denmark would always wave her hand like Hermione Granger, even though it was not her turn. When it came to be her turn, the teacher gave her the word "normal."
Her face fell, because she wanted to show off what a good speller she was, and the word was not enough of a challenge. "Please, teacher, may I spell a different word?" she asked. "What word would you like to spell?" the teacher responded.
"I would like to spell 'encyclopedia,'" the student replied confidently. The teacher was rather frustrated with the little girl's attention-seeking, and she practically exploded, exclaiming, "Now, Demmit, you know you can't spell that word!"
To which the principal interjected, "Aw, hell, let her try!"