You know what I was just thinking of? I remember this happening on multiple occasions, one during this summer…thing that I don’t even remember what it was (I don’t even think I had a clue what it was when I was THERE), and I know this even happened in middle school once. There’s be some group project or something where you’d have to “invent” something. I’m guessing it was supposed to encourage creativity, or groupwork, or presentation skills, or something like that. So anyways, you were given really random stuff. like I think for the summer one it was random mechanical parts and pieces of junk or something, and the middle school one was paper clips and rubber bands and stuff like that. So there I am sitting there, and I’m like, what the hell? First of all, if I was going to invent something new, I sure as heck wouldn’t do it with -these- people. Secondly I would sure as heck not do it with these supplies, and…ugh. Well whatever. So I look at all this junk and I fiddle around with some of it and I’m like…-_-;
Turns out they forgot to mention that these “inventions” were supposed to be imaginary. As in “oh yea, see this cylinder thing? It shoots out a high powered laser beam. That’s what our robot uses to destroy any enemies”. So there I am, and I finally manage to work up -something- usable: like something that props a book open, or something, and then that’s all good and fine, and then some other group goes up and shows the rest of us their robot of death or their spaceship and i’m like…what the fuck? Am I the only one here who didn’t automatically jump into fantasyland?
Silly teachers. Then there was the time in pre-school where they marked me off because they told me to write the alphabet and I did it in lower-case. What the hell, man? you want it in upper-case, fine, =tell me so=.
Ms. Lee is gone from fhs so there’s officially nothing left over there worth seeing. My friends are all graduated and she and mr. steffen were the only respectable teachers in my book.