Ooh, I love looking at the pics -- someday, if you're sweet and kind, I'll tell you about high school biology class -- where I was forced to be the lab assistant -- by a teacher who hated my older brother and thought I'd be a nifty-neato bit of retaliation to restore his damaged ego.
I don't blame you for those "alternative classes" -- I teach 'em 'cause I understand the NEED to escape the ........... what's a good way to describe dead-souled wooden-brained insensitive, uninspired, SS imitators that destroy the ART of literature and the JOY of writing?
Big type and lots of pictures, Playboy and Penthouse come to mind. How I spent my summer vacation was always my elementary school nightmare. How did they expect me to remember everything but more importantly what incriminating evidence were they attempting to compile.
I took one lit class, the first assignment was a short story, couldn't tell you the author or name of the story, but do remember it was engrossing. Read it about ten times to familiarize myself with the characters and storyline. The day of the quiz arrived, 10 questions on the blackboard, total blank. Wrote my name on the paper and walked out. The teacher (the head of the lit department) followed me to see what the problem was. I told him what happened, he offered to let me take the test later, told him I wasn't interested and wanted to drop the class. He said he wouldn't sign the drop form because I wasn't willing to try. Easy solution, I told him the only reason lit was required for graduation is so people with lit degrees would have employment. I picked up the form and he signed it.
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