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Just feeling a little nostalgic....thought about high school...lucky I can still remember...I want to hear from oldsters and youngsters about their teen years and what it was like being YOU...Good or bad doesn't matter anything you want to write...PLEASE KEEP IT CLEAN...let's see how many memories we can get in this thread...hope to be reading about you...Kacee

Remembering High School

When I entered senior high ( 10th, 11th, and 12th grade) I remember having the option to join The Teenettes a girls only club...I don't even remember what it was all about...the only things I ever remember doing was pantomiming on stage to a couple of Connie Frances tunes and having coreagraphed a comic skit about a dance teacher trying to teach her bumbling student how to do the Charleston...and guess what? The audience loved it....Who knew?

The Teenette Formal was coming up and we were to elect a Queen for the event...I was so tired of the same popular girls and Cheerleader types getting picked so I went around secretly to a bunch of nonpopulars and suggested nominating a plain girl this time...I had the one picked out ( a little red head with coke bottle glasses)...Well nomination day was here and the snooty girls were taking a fit because she was on the list...but they never expected her to win...that year the nonpopulars outvoted the populars and she won...Yipee!! Since I didn't have a gown to wear...I didn't go to the Teenette Formal...but I heard some of the populars didn't have the greatest of least one was crying...but the little redhead was beaming and I'll bet she remembers that one time in her school years that she was a somebody...When I saw her picture in the yearbook...I thought she was the most beautiful Queen in the book...

Kacee Huggs

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The following comments are for "Remembering High School Thread"
by Nitz Kitty

High school thoughts-
I have to think a bit, but thought I'd start your thread with thoughts from my teenage daugter-

"One day
black and white
will mix to grey
and we'll all have
California tans-"

idealistic thought to start your high-school thread- I'll be back


( Posted by: emaks [Member] On: April 20, 2006 )

Remembering High School
I remember smoking in the boys room, and thinking we were cool.
Wearing bomber jackets and C.P.O. coats to school.
Zonkers and Sweet Tarts, were all the rage.
Looking in the year book for your picture on every single page.
Friday night football, and the party,s we had.
Friends we lost during the year, how it made us so sad.
All the test we took, praying that we passed.
Last days of school, Graduation day at last.
Parting with high school friends, and promising to always stay in touch.
All I do now is work, I dont really think of school that much.
But I saw this thread on school, and the things that happened in the past.
And I thought, Why not? This could really be a blast.
So I'll follow up on this thread to see where it will go.
I might even find a ghost from my past, you never really know.

( Posted by: POISON9901 [Member] On: April 20, 2006 )

the days of old
Wow, that was a great job on getting a new Queen elected. Sadly, I think doing something like that these days is near impossible.

I remember singing and swimming. I remember my English Honors teacher being the most competent teacher in all my years there. Three teachers were fired for having sexual relations with students. Donning clothes with hawaiin flowers were what the ASB kids wore. I remember drinking vodka from water bottles in my weight lifting class. Clouds of smoke filled the rooms I hung out in after school. That year, raves were a big thing. And with that came ecstasy. High school wasn't too pleasant, as most of it was toxic and destructive. Came graduation, I was so relieved it was all finally over and never looked back.

( Posted by: FurryNippleRing [Member] On: April 27, 2006 )

What is it? Am I holding my face wrong or what? I thought putting up a thread would be fun...but only three others besides myself put any thing I unpoopular? I thought it would be fun remembering highschool days...I know everyone went to highschool sometime in their lives...and some are teachers...there has to be something you would be willing to share...Write a paragraph... a sentence...a poem about something that happened to you in highschool...come on ...join in...I feel like such a thread hoo...
I would like to take the time to thank everyone who did participate...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

Boyfriends in highschool
I remember we weren't allowed to hold hands with our boyfriends while changing classes and we had to be at least one foot away from them when walking together... there were teachers with rulers walking the halls to make sure...and the same at dances...if you got too close..the chaprones would pull you apart and put you at a safe body parts must a friend who is an interpreter for the deaf ...says they catch the students in the hallways having sex...
I remember going out on a double date ... I didn't feel right about kissing my date in front of the other couple...Oh my, have times changed...

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

I thank you for your comment and your input...I'm sure that you girls had some fun times...sneaking from the nuns...I was raised Catholic and had some run ins with Mother Superior and a wicked nun named Sister Erma...she was the one that locked a bunch of us kids in a closet and told us we were all going to hell...I think that is one of the reasons I can't be in small spaces to this day...Kacee

( Posted by: Nitz Kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

That's Going Way back!
Goodness, I haven't thought about those days in awhile. My mother was so strict - my boyfriend and I had to have a younger sibling sitting in between us on the couch otherwise it was improper. We couldn't be alone in any room - kitchen, living room, porch!!! Constant chaperoning. Times have certainly changed.

( Posted by: The Demure 1 [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

Get High School Out of Lit.Org!
Have you noticed as I have that there are exclusionary cliques here at Lit.Org? I won\'t name names, but when one certain member predictably makes her famous comment: \"Hail hail the gangs all here!\" Her comment implies there is an \'in\' group and \'out\' group. This person and those of her old gang group have never reached out to new members and have at times shown out right hostility to those members whose politics or religions are different from their own. Do you think this kind of snubbing and hostile behavior has helped Lit.Org?
It reminds me of high school. It hasn\'t worked well for Lit.Org. Isn\'t it time that this exclusionary behavior and snubbing of good writers end once and for all? Are we all not capable of getting beyond our petty jealousies of other writers? Snubbing good writers because you don\'t like their personalities or their politics, religions or choice in subjects is childish. It has hurt Lit.Org. Time to get out of high school and these petty cliques and open up our hearts and minds to all writers here. All are entitled to their own unique voice and we should celebrate the differences instead of snubbing and excluding like a bunch of high school kids who don\'t know any better.

( Posted by: unseenwriterx [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

In every social setting people will come across others they like, and befriend them. Same goes here at Lit. No one here has time to read and comment on everyone's work, so when you find a writer you like, you keep reading her work, interacting with her, and so forth.

Same goes for writers who piss you off. A long history of antagonism between two people may result in both parties staying away from each other's work. So be it. There are some writers here with whom I disagree in matters of politics and religion, but I don't avoid all of them. I usually read williamhill's work, even though we liev in totally different world! It doesn't matter because I enjoy his writing.

On the other hand, if there is some hostility or conflict between me and a writer whose work I don't enjoy, I usually don't bother reading his stuff. Better to avoid him than continually remind him how much I think he sucks.

Most of the people at Lit try out a new writer's work once or twice. It takes or it doesn't. Crying "clique" and intimating exclusion won't help. There's a difference between slipping under the radar and actually being excluded.

I read more poems and stories than I comment on. Why? Because I'm not in the mood to offer constructive criticism. These days, if I don't like something, any comments I have will be hurtful, so I restrict my commenting to pieces that I enjoyed.

You assume much much more than you know.

( Posted by: Viper9 [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

You have the right to your own opinion but I don't believe that it belongs on my FUN highschool thread...It belongs on a RANT...and if you and any others don't like the way they are being treated have every right to there are many poetry sites out there on the in highschool and in life, close friendships come into play and Lit is no exception...there is love , friendship and family here and I believe that newbies must earn the respect of the Lit family...we don't always agree about politics and religion...but we are a family and sometimes family does get out of hand but it always comes back together...and we take offense when one of our own is attacked...I have tried other sites and have always come back home...and this is it...PLEASE don't use my thread as your personal rant space again...Thank you...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

Thanks....It looks like my thread is getting some action...not actually the kind I had intended...but action none the less...I hope this ends it ...and you are right, I read many poems and articles I don't comment on...sometimes it's because I don't agree with the content or I'm just too tired...or I can't understand a word I've read...I respect you...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

Solutions and Problems
Nitz kitty I have always liked your work and I have commented many times though you rarely commented on mine, and the same is true of Viper and williamhill. The way I see it is that if you are not part of the solution then you are part of the problem. You may dump on me and accuse me of being the problem but I know better. There is something wrong when all the old names disappear and many new ones appear. No one comes to your threads because you snub people. It doesn't matter what your reasons are. I know this will call attention to your thread Nitzkitty and you should be thanking me, and the same for you V9 buddy. The only solution I ever hear for so many times are that if you don't like it leave. Many good ones do leave. These kind of responses to sincere love of Lit.Org are not working well. You need to examine how you treat people and stop being so selfish.

( Posted by: unseenwriterx [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

Where are your poems?
UWX .....If you feel snubbed by me , I'm sorry for that was never my intention...I did a search for your work and there was none so I am left to think you are nothing but a trouble maker ...come here to cause a rift in the Lit community...and I will not thank you for bringing attention to my thead because your intention was to bring attention to yourself...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

Who me Selfish?
Thanks, Lucy, I surely do respect you...and try to respond with comments when I feel I can...sometimes I can't understand the content and don't comment because I don't want to look stupid...I've been called weird and scatterbrained...but never selfish...oh well, I've been mentally and emotionally abused by an expert (my ex) this little hurt will soon pass...Thanks again Lucy , for defending me and Lit...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

I want to thank you for your input on my highschool thread...I remember that too...My mom would send my siblings and some of the neighbors along for the car ride so my boyfriend and I would never be alone ...and they would tattle if we would sneak a kiss...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

High school thread
Hey Kacee, didn't comment before because I didn't see you. Playing peek a boo I see. High school memories huh? Well here are a few...

I remember in my day we were allowed to smoke at school (although I didn't) but there was a smoking patio and you had to walk through a cloud of smoke to get to half of your classes. Wasn't so bad though, all the hunks hung out there. Not that I was looking.

I remember my favorite teacher "Mrs. Ginsberg" I called her "Slim" and she didn't mind. Most kids flunked her class because they gave up thinking there was no chance at pleasing her. But I was fascinated and determined I'd ace her classes (Journalism and English). And I did! Anyway that was the most accomplished I have ever felt.

The rest was hanging out with my friends, eating, chatting, dating, chatting, dressing up, chatting, a whole lot of chatting. Thanks for the trip down memory lane.

Nae ;0)

P.S. For the record Kacee you are one of Lit's sweetest members. We love you, old gang, or not.

( Posted by: nae411 [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

Nae and Pen
Nae...thanks for everything
I must have gone to the really old school...we weren't ever allowed to smoke...I tried it once after I was married and nearly choked to death...that was not pleasureable to me so I just chewed on some potato chips...some girls I knew would smoke to stay thin but I just couldn't get rid of the twinkie in the other it wouldn't have worked for me anyhow...

Pen, I never want you to relive painful memories...I feel the same about the flashbacks I get about my marriage...thanks for your input...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

Thanks for your contribution to the thread... I was always in the A class...they must have had a curve...because no way did I deserve to be in the smart class...I must have slipped in through the cracks...I was so dumb...I didn't even know you could sneak out of school until I was a boyfriend wanted to hook out of the we wrinkled our grad gowns and lied to everyone that we sat in the back...not a proud moment...boy did I feel guilty...I'm glad I went to coed school...we got to race against the boys and beat them up....but we wouldn't hurt them too much...when it did get ugly (Boys fighting)...I would be the one to step in and try to break it up...blood was not my thing...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

School Days...
My schooling went from town to town,
for army families settle down,
wherever they are posted to
the kids, of course their learning do.

So each two years I changed my school
and always knew the golden rule,
to grab my learnung everyday
in every different form and way.

For British people vary so,
with different ways where err' you go
Accents harsh and different words..
to 'fit in' would be quite absurd.

A different school every two years,
untill at last a rest appeared,
a four year posting quite a treat;
at last somewhere mu own retreat.

In Geordieland I settled down
And a boys Grammar I then found,
'Eleven Plus' had got me in,
so now true learning could begin.

But first the language I must learn
Newcastle's English has a turn
of phrase and words that are so queer
in dictionaries they don't appear.

But this was just a minor hill
for travel was learning pill,
for up to then I'd had eight schools
and soon absorbed their different rules.

But now a Grammar, what a catch,
four years to let my mind's egg hatch.
With boys well known for being tough,
but luckily I could play rough.

In 1958 I knew...
exactly what I had to do
to show the teachers of that place
an army brat could match the pace.

Well I survived and here I am
and life's experience made the man.
My schooling now is nearly done
All I remember? ......having fun!

( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

Thank for your contribution...sounds like you had it rough...But managed to have some fun along the way...It's a wonder we survived those good old days...but like you said here you are too and we're still learning...I guess you never stop until you breathe your last...Life is a trip...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

High School memories!
Hi Kacee...I have written extensively about my high school years in CHILDHOOD VIGNETTES - High Schoold Days - The War Years, in the archives.

Like Lucie, I too was a product of a catholic girls school. The Dominican nuns were in turn both nurturing and terrifying at the same time!
We also were not allowed to wear make-up but in typing class, while our 73 yr old nun (whose name escapes me at the moment) and was blind as a bat without her glasses, was busy writing our assignments on the board, we all whipped out our make-up cases and with 5 minutes to go before the end of the day and dismissal...we readied ourselves for the mass exodus to the corner sweet shop to dazzle the boys from St. Peter's Prep who...amid the smoky haze of cigerette smoke... would be checking us out for friday night dates. Every couple of days, the nuns would swoop into the shop to catch us in the act of smoking, which was also forbidden! This would be followed by a note to our parents and more flak from them!

We also hated our navy blue uniforms with a light blue collar...and in our senior year...our class revolted and clamored for a change to reflect our new status. We fought for (and won) a Navy Blue Blazer with white piping and blue pleated skirts... short by the way to comply with govenment regulations to conserve textile use for the troops the delight of the boys!

Ah yes...the good ole days!


( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

I have always enjoyed.... your poems and stories...thanks for adding to my thread...I'll have to check you out on the other site...I haven't kept up on your Vignettes...but I will....Kacee

( Posted by: Nitz Kitty [Member] On: April 28, 2006 )

Hi Kacee, I've been thinking and came up with a few memories that I hope will add to your thread...

There was a guy named Stan Duda who came in 1/2 way through sophomore year.The Latin teacher introduced him and I remember he broke the ice by telling us that he had a younger sister named "Zippity".

I was a "wrestler-ette". We'd roll oranges to the boys waiting for the 'mat'. We'd scream until we'd lost our voices for the remainder of the weekend.
Coach Hand would have the guys wrap themselves in saran-wrap, under sweats, and then run up and down the bleachers, for hours! They had to get to as low a weight as could be, needing to weigh in, and then want to be as over that weight as possible; gave them an edge. So, after weigh-ins, we girls would make a feast- lots of carbs! So much food! Try to get them up 10 pounds before the meet!
I knew all the terms, "half-nelson, grape-vine"... The best (or worst) sound was the ref slapping the mat- Pin! or pinned?

My closest friend (Bowman) had an enormous competitor named Peach. They had intense rivalry year after year for the state competition. I hated Peach, and he knew it. Peach turned up, wrestling, at my college! After the initial ackwardness, Peach and I became friends. I supported him, but he knew I was always glad my buddy Bowman had taken the state title from him!

One more thought-
I graduated from high-school in 1974. At the time there were freaks, and geeks, and jocks. I was friends with everybody- (almost 600 in my class!- baby boomers, no kidding...)
Anyway, the freaks would stand out-side the cafeteria doors. This was the "smoking" area for students. Some smoked Marlboro's, some smoked 'red-bud'. We had a teacher who'd give us A's if we brought him hash(ish) brownies!

EVERYONE had long hair. Dickie Michael's hair was longer than MINE! Mine was so long, I used my head as a curler! I'd brush it to one side, and then wrap it horizontally around my head, securring with bobby-pins.(very attractive ;) !)
The alternative was beer-can curlers. Not at all comfortable! We didn't have blow dryers, so hair needed to be washed the night before school. We would straighten our hair using an iron and ironing board, between newspaper, and you had to have someone else do the straightening. It was a horrible feeling that set in when you were the one bent over the board and all of a sudden you smelled scorched hair...
On a sexual note, Alison had a boyfriend from freshman year on and she used to draw us pictures. I wonder if Steve would appreciate knowledge that he was our 'penis introduction' education material! Thank God we didn't have digital camara cell phones!

I wouldn't go back for all the money in the world! Interesting to see my kids go through high-school and see that, although everything's different, nothing's changed!

A thread about reuniuns might be fun!
10 years- try to impress
20 years- try to stand up
30 years- don't give a damn
40 years- ? you tell me
50 years- try to stay awake?
60 years- just glad to be there?!

Thanks for the fun Kacee. Sorry I took up so much space, but you got me thinking! And BTW you are an asett and a gem. If this is a clique, so be it, I haven't seen exclusion, only absurdity in "snubbing" non-existant work- Your okay in my book, lady!

( Posted by: emaks [Member] On: April 29, 2006 )

I enjoyed every bit of your memories and would love to hear more...thanks for your input and the vote of confidence...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 29, 2006 )

Relatively speaking
I remember hanging around with this girl in highschool...we were friends for many seems she was related to a famous guy...named Thaddeus Kosciusko...he was even written up in the history books...Well, I had some famous relatives myself...and they each had a book written about them...I think Daddy called them "Rap Sheets"....My favorite cuddley teddy bear was Uncle Vito "Knuckles" I think they called him that because he had more hair on his knuckles than on his head...Cousin Vinnie refered to as "the Mouth Piece" I think because he got braces when he was in his 40s....Uncle Sally called " The Cooker" I guess because he made the best homemade pasta and sauce in the city..He would never let Uncle Vito help prepare the meals ...Told me it was because he didn't want to be picking hair out of the meatballs...There was Uncle Frankie "The Weasel" ...Daddy said he could always get out of a tight squeeze...I guess he must have been a wrestler....Cousin Joey " the Pigeon" ...Daddy said he lived in a "Big House" far away...My guess is that he lives in a mansion and raises birds...Then there is the ever popular Uncle Art Fartsberg...oh wait a minute...he's on my mother's side...never mind...I only know what my friend once told me ..."You can pick your nose...but you can't pick your relatives"...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 29, 2006 )

unseenwriterx umbrage
I guess I should apologize to you for not commenting on your work.(I don't see any posted at this time.) However, if and when you have posted work, I don't know why I haven't commented. But I don't comment much on anyone's work these days. I have excuses, but I expect they are not adequate for you. I agree with Viper with every word he said above. As for me, I PM writers more these days than publicly comment on their work. Two reasons, maybe three. One, I really enjoy their work, two; I don't feel qualified to comment publicly and make an idiot out of myself, three; I don't care much for the attention. Ok, four. I have been really busy on the farm, and my time is limited, very limited. There are several other writers here who are imminently qualified to critique your work, and, not by chance, I guess they are all in about the same clique. That would be because they are ALL excellent writers who have studied poetry and how to write and interpret meanings. Again, I don't feel qualified. But post something and I'll give it a go.

Kacee, sorry to muck up your post. All I can tell you right now is most of high school sucked. I'm trying to think of some good anecdotes to post here. I'm sure there are some.


( Posted by: williamhill [Member] On: April 29, 2006 )

Charlie and Lilia
Thanks for commenting...I don't mind the mucking...when it is constructive...I guess we were all egotistical in highschool...I tried out for a play in my senior year and the part was that of a She and seductive...well, I thought I was more the part than the girl that got it...she was totally unsexy...but they offered me the job of make up person...SHOVE IT!
I had an offer to join a clique but turned that down ,too...
Every chance they got....they stabbed each other in the back...I didn't need that...Charlie, if offered...I wouldn't return for a second time sucked big time...Kacee

( Posted by: Nitz Kitty [Member] On: April 29, 2006 )

High School Hijinks

Allow me to clear the cobwebs from some long unsparked synapses.

I remember dances where for the most part the girls danced with each other while most of the boys talked about which girl was hot and which girl was not and made fun of the few boys who danced, an odd combination of jealousy, shyness, and peer pressure. I vaguely remembering learning to love alcohol and other impediments to learning. There were numerous cliques, of course. Not wishing to be a nerd, I dumbed myself down (it's not just a black/acting white/ thing, kids of all colors tend to cut the heads off of any mushrooms that dare to stand above the crowd) and numbed myself up to fit in with the stoners. I suppose I amused them. I remember lots of graffiti on any available surface and a shocking degree of vandalism. It reminds me of some of the no-hit-wonders so prevalent here of late, but no more of that here (but stay tuned). This is a wonderful idea for a thread. Thank you.

( Posted by: drsoos [Member] On: April 29, 2006 )

Thanks so much for your contribution to the highschool sad ...that a young person had to dim his lights in order to fit in...but I guess in one way or another we all just wanted to fit in...someplace..teens sure do have a tough time but as Ivor said Here we are...we made it through...onward and upward...Kacee

( Posted by: Nitz Kitty [Member] On: April 29, 2006 )

Thanks for sharing...That must have been heartbreaking...I'm glad you were there help him through it...The teen years are not just a box of chocolates...or a bowl full of cherries...sometimes it's full of pits...I was there once...thank God it was only once...
but there were fun times too.
When you brought up that hair thing you made me smile because I remembered my own story ...My middle son ...who is married and has three sons of his own...became a ex an I worked our butts off to get him his own business...I was his dummy for every new hair cut he wanted to try...Here I am...a woman in her forties and a cashier at a large supermarket...with lines or down the back of my customers kind of liked it...and I think I even got him some business...a walking billboard so to speak...
JJD thanks for the rating....Kacee

( Posted by: Nitz Kitty [Member] On: April 30, 2006 )

Thanks for the memories...very very interesting...Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 30, 2006 )

Two of a Kind!
Now poor little me
from the same family,
was taught by the state
because it was free.

No wonder we're different
like chalk and like cheese.
Excepting of course
we both do as we please.

The things that we learned
both at school and at home,
We'll now carry with us
wherever we roam.

But there's one thing we share
when all's said and done.
Whatever the weather
we try to have fun.

( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: April 30, 2006 )

In my family we were different in our educations too...My sister went to college...because I went to work to send her...I never asked for repayment but a thank you would have been nice ...I got neither...and until the day my dad died...I was thought of as the good house keeper and Sis was "THE SMART ONE." Kacee

( Posted by: nitz kitty [Member] On: April 30, 2006 )

Kiss and Tell?
Our Kacee wants some secrets
of the things we did at school
But you'll not find a Davies
that would break the golden rule
To kiss and tell is outlawed
by our moral code inbred
So I'm afraid it's left unspoken
but remains within my head.

I remember that I transgressed
though I will not tell you what
I remember that I really earned
the thrashings that I got
Not for times I broke commandments
for they never found me out
But the times I took the sodding blame
when I was not about.

Yes I earned those unsought beatings
just because I couldn't tell
For we never told upon a friend
or enemy as well
But for each and every beating
that I took when growing up
There was someone hurting more than me
when I had caught them up!

I was the perfect student
and I wished my teachers well
For I knew they'd get their upance
when they ended up in Hell.
For our masters carried lino straps
to beat us just for fun
But it never stopped us being bad
just hardened up our bum

There was one time in physics class
just for a little prank
I cut the lino into fishes
for his light-refraction tank
But when our master saw them swimming there
humour did not show through
He gave the whole form punisment
(next day he beat us too).

My goodness it is different
in school this modern day.
Discipline's a dirty word
that we have thrown away
They say the world is better
though I really have to doubt
that I would be quite so careful now
without that well earned clout!

( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: April 30, 2006 )

That's a slap on the back of the head....and I got a dad's cousin was the Chemistry teacher...and one reason I never took chemistry...the other was because I wasn't smart enough...and he didn't treat you any different if you were related...he may have even treated you worse because he expected more from you....I had him for study hall and he still managed to clip me ...and I was extra good...I studied...Pray tell ...What's a lino strap? we had paddles with holes in them made them hurt more...and the ever popular ruler...I got my knuckles rapped more than a few times but I can only remember getting paddled once...Our class was told not to talk while the teacher was out of the room... I was trying to comply but the boy in back of me kept talking to me and poking I turned around to tell him to shut up and that is when the teacher came in...She gave me a swat that made my nose bleed...and the Old Witch didn't even send to the nurse...I'm starting to hate school all over again...Kacee

( Posted by: Nitz Kitty [Member] On: April 30, 2006 )

Remembering High School
I just want everyone to know that the thread is still open if you want to contribute anything in your life while you were in high doesn't have to be about what happened in the school house...just keep to the subject , Please. Kacee

( Posted by: Nitz Kitty [Member] On: May 1, 2006 )

A Fun Read
I really enjoyed this... Man at age 56 I related to your memories... I remember pantamiming to little Eva. This was a nice trip back.

( Posted by: BevRaffaele [Member] On: May 12, 2006 )

Bev's remembering
Thanks for coming to my high school thread...If you remember anything else...just come back and add it...try my new song title thread...we are having fun...Kacee

( Posted by: Nitz Kitty [Member] On: May 13, 2006 )

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