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Thursday, August 20, 2009

If I Could Blog Back Time Thursdays - Back To School

Come join me for a very special edition of If I Could Blog Back Time Thursdays! We'll be taking time out to share some memories. We'll Blog Back Time with possible ways to right past wrongs or about how times have changed. We'll share childhood memories, school/work memories, family and friend memories.
This Thursday's topic is: Back To School -
What are your School stories?

The Road Runner - my first lunchbox when I was a kid. I never really needed a lunchbox because my Grade School was around the corner from my house, but I insisted on having one nonetheless. (Mheep, Mheep!) I ran home for lunch, unless it was an Election Day, then I had to bring my lunch because my Mom was a Judge. If you timed me, I probably made it home, ate lunch, and ran back to the playground in 4 minutes flat. In the winter my Mom always made Mrs. Grass Chicken Noodle Soup and a lunchmeat sandwich and it was already on the table when I ran in. My Mom was Italian and taught us to sprinke Parmesean Cheese on our soup. Just a little, to make it taste delicious. (Do they still sell Mrs. Grass Soup?) Funny, I don't recall her ever asking what my hurry was. I always had to be the first on the playground to commandeer the tetherball. I got there first to practice and then I usually played the whole recess because few could beat me. I was the Tetherball Queen. Other than being the Tetherball Queen I was pretty much invisible. I had one gym class where I never was picked for the team. I wrote about it here.

Junior High pretty much sucked. Remember dissecting worms and frogs in Biology? I got out of it! I didn't want to dissect anything, it grossed me out, but I kept quiet about it. My lab partner made an enormous scene (yes, I will admit, I surreptitiously egged her on and teased her) and the teacher made an example of her and made her do all of the dissecting! I didn't even pick up a tweezer.

High School sucked worse. Freshman year I lost my best friend Joey because she was a Sophomore and it was so uncool for her to be friends with a Freshman. I wrote about that here. I flunked one quarter of Gym because I refused to do some segment that fat girls just could never do anyway. I figure why suffer the embarrassment of attempting to vault the horses, do the balance beam and climb the ropes. (That reminds me of my Tom Hanks Gym Class Dream.) Anyway, because I flunked it, the next quarter I had to take Gym twice a day. I swear all I did all day was change my clothes! Speaking of that, I despised Gym just because of the locker room experience. Although I didn't realize it at the time that I was a lesbian, I was terribly uncomfortable in the locker room and afraid I was going to get caught looking, even though I tried my hardest not to look above the feet. Consequently, I often walked into the cement block walls or tripped on the benches. I hated it when the skinny betches would stand there naked in front of their locker, struggling to pinch even an inch and commenting on how they were so fat. (No doubt to draw attention to excess weight, an area that I definitely overachieved in.) Later in my Freshman year the Gym Teacher asked me to be on the tennis team. I repeatedly declined. No way was this fat girl going to embarrass herself on the court with all the sportos. Yes, I played quite well at the time, but I don't think well enough to compete and I just couldn't imagine wearing the girl's tennis outfit. Hell, I didn't even think they had my size! Back then it was a horror just trying to buy my Gym Uniform. I managed to stay completely invisible Sophomore and Junior year. Senior year I hung out and smoked cigarettes by my car and walk to the library with one of the class clowns. I don't recall how we managed to do it, since we had a closed campus, but we managed. I think it was because we conned the adult hall monitors to let us go to the library on lunch. (Because we looked like geeks not freaks, they let us past the locked doors.) My favorite classes were Art and Accounting.

I went to 1 school dance in Junior High. I wrote about it here and I think I went to maybe 2 football games in High School. I was pretty much invisible in Junior High and High School. I was a loner and I pretty much let the world go on around me while I lurked.

Unless you came from another planet you've got some school stories, even if you were home schooled, so please join in! Please post your "Back To School" post on your blog. Then come back to Lola's Diner and leave the actual post link here. Please grab the html code for If I Could Blog Back Time Thursdays! Badge HERE.

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Auntie E said...

I,m on vacation again! the last one before start of school, total relaxation,hehehe. I remember those lunchboxes. I had several, I at Dad's and there are some up in the garage. when i was in High School I bought my lunches. Or I went to White Castle, remember those tiny burgers? So cheap back in the 60's.

JD at I Do Things said...

Oh, my gosh. This is the third lunchbox post I've read. I didn't have a lunchbox! I'm so jealous. I had to take my stupid lunch in a brown paper bag.

But I remember that Mrs. Grass chicken soup.

StaceyC4 said...

Ah, the days of the metal lunch box...sigh. Coming from an Italian family, too, we put the Parmesan cheese on our soups as well. Very yummy.

As for school stories? I moved around a LOT - but mostly between the same two school districts. It was more annoying than anything.

diana said...

there are so many school memories and stories. reading your post made even more memories come to the surface.

i wish i could remember all the different lunch boxes i had.

Stephany said...

I hated PE.

Lin said...

Oh man, such angst. I felt the same way though, in middle school. It sucked. Gym class was all about humiliation, wasn't it? Nobody looked good in those gym suits and I sucked at sports. I actually broke my arm trying to do a handstand. Yeah, I wasn't laughed at too much. Ugh.

Well, we survived and we are the better for it, right? Maybe that's what middle school is for--to know what hell tastes like.

MA Fat Woman said...

I never had a lunchbox, our food at school was pretty good. I always wanted one though; I guess that's why I have over 50 now. They're fun to collect. BTW , if that's an original '72-'75 box it's prolly worth at least a $100.

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