I bet I have a bunch, but here's an easy one...
When I was 7 or 8, there was a kid in my class named Brian. He always spelled his name "Brain."
My little sense of humor was forming, and that was my introduction to irony. :)
It will be 43 years in April since I left school!
We had a guy who sat up the back of the class and ...
... no - let's not go there ;)
I went to skool wonce ;)
You should have gone twice
Ah school. That were the times. I always had the habit to calculate the minimum grade I had to achieve in a test to pass the class before the test. Then I would learn exactly the necessary minimum necessary to pass. Only once I did a small miscalculation - with the result that I spent 14 instead of the normal 13 years at school.
Hah, I got the highest O-Level [¹] results in my year, much to my surprise and despite not being a member of the semi-official "swots and teachers' pets who are destined for Oxford and / or Cambridge" club. I think I managed it by dint of having worked out that in the system as it was at the time (dunno how it is now), showing how you arrived at an answer tended to get you almost as many points as getting the answer itself right (no multiple choice in them days).
That was the high point of my academic career, and I moved on to a 6th form college [²] without any form of school uniform, which was much more to my taste and saved me from becoming a chartered accountant or something.
[¹] in the UK those are the exams you take at age 16 before going on to
[²] two years of optional "higher" secondary education
odd tales from the chalk face
Do you mean like that day that algebra clicked, and I understood what was it was about? Went from straight F to straight A... back of the class to the front desk. That part was the hardest because all my friends were still in the back of the class.
|odd tales from the chalk face |
Maybe like this story...
I transferred from a tiny tiny highschool to a huge one (Still haven't forgiven my parents) and I was there 2 weeks before I realized I had been eating lunch every day at the lesbian table. I thought they were really athletic.
not that there's anything wrong with it...
There was one kid with huge, thick glasses (rumor was that he was legally blind and could make out details all of 10 inches in front of his face). We'd watch him walk around and periodically he would just spin around in a 360-degree turn and keep walking. We wondered if he had some sort of built-in radar...
ugh... the year I was in a class with a kid (a boy twice the size of everyone else in the class) who had a genuine rage problem, which was regularly sparked off by various learning disabilities that weren't being acknowledged or dealt with...
and a girl with severe epilepsy sparked off by... you guessed it... rage boy's episodes.
Once or twice a week for the entire year, rage boy would fly into a rage, throw books, chairs and even desks.... and T would collapse to the floor in a grand mal seizure... while 37 other ten year olds backed slowly away across the room.
Ah, good times.
Ah... Skool Dazes!
Cut class as much as possible. Changed all my report cards with
ink eradicator for my parents to sign and back again to turn in
to the teachers. Learned just enough to graduate on time and left
town the very next day. No student I. Managed to do all right in
life and now am living large. Go figure! King Fisher
I normally sat up front (next to the exit) but got told to change with someone at the back. The greenboard was covered in the teachers yellow chalk lesson which we were copying. I moved to the back and looked up at a totally blank green board. Got up and walked slowly towards the front. About halfway the yellow writing started to appear. So I took a step forward, a step back, watching the writing magically appear and disappear. And that is how I became a 4-eyes.
Lessee... 20 years ago, isn't that about the time that Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play? (Bad, bad)
I remember being a skinny, geeky punching bag, until middle school when I built and deployed a "contact taser" and designed but never built a sulfur-dioxide defense shooter... got the bullies off my back, but today would have Homeland Security at the school in a heartbeat!
I also remember hacking into the crude system that putatively networked a classroom full of Apple ][e computers... and marvelling at the fact that it had a TWENTY MEGABYTE hard drive!
"swots and teachers' pets who are destined for Oxford and / or Cambridge" club- Funny you should say that.
You may have guessed that I wasnt in that particular club anyhow, out of the many that were only ONE (1) made it to Cambridge many others I see wandering around my home town when I visit, this makes me snigger.
One really bright, always smartly dressed, well turned out kid with his brief case (it was a London overspill area) went off to UEA (fine Uni) and ended up getting booted out over drugs, last I heard he was living in a Hippy commune in North Wales.
I guess the race aint over till its over.
[edited by: Essex_boy at 10:59 am (utc) on Mar. 6, 2007]
|Lessee... 20 years ago, isn't that about the time that Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play? |
Sergeant Pepper sang about "20 years ago today" but it was released about 1967, 40 years ago, so that makes it 60 years ago if you get my drift.
No? Well probably not :)
My physics master once told me I was 'a fool, not an idiot, a fool!'
Ahhh, the english language.....
He was probably right.......LOL
I was at school with a now famous comedian. I hope he won't mind me saying this 25 years on... but to be safe I won't mention his name. Three things I noticed about him:
a) His tendency to paint his finger nails black
b) His suspension after one half term when reputably got caught sholifting cosmetics from Boots! LOL
c) I got his desk for half a term.
He's a VERY funny guy if you ever get to see him live.
[edited by: Receptional at 8:24 pm (utc) on Mar. 6, 2007]
Passed a Latin test I didn't study for using the following in a multiple choice quiz.
ABACADABA ABACADABA ABACADABA ABACADABA ABACADABA
100 questions later, scored an 89%. Bragged about it and tried it again next time, scored a 30%. Teacher caught wind of it and purposely made sure my track wouldn't work again.
|I was at school with a now famous comedian. |
>Its 20 years this May that I left school.
It was a little longer for me, but, I would love to go back those 20+ years and do it all again with the knowledge I have today!
I see today that my parents and elder family members tried to instill their wisdom.......but, as a youth I didn't listen, like an idiot!
Just imagine for a second how much fun school/college would be for someone with a 40+ year old brain in a 16+ year old body......surrounded by 16+ year old females!
We can't go back, but, we sure can learn to go forward......
My advice.....when in your 40's talk to people in their 60's and 80's........don't make the same mistake twice!