Grade
7 – Junior High! Oh, wait. Levy failures. Double-shift with the High School. Closed several of the elementary
schools. The high school had 9-12 in the
morning and 7-8 in the afternoons. 4-6
grades were at the Junior High. No
change for kindergartners or 1-3.
We
were known as the Yellow Jackets. Met
lots of new people that came from the other schools.
I
loved the library – was able to read a lot of books. I can remember a class having walked down to
the junior high for something and having a conversation with a teacher on our
way back to the high school about the books I was reading. She was amazed I was reading adult
books. I don’t think she realized that I
was reading on my own since I was about 4 years old. What was sad, was that by the time I got back
to the high school, there weren’t any books left in the library that I was
interested in reading.
One
of my memories is walking with Scott Keating from our science class to our next
class, Math. There were several others
that also were in both classes. One
day, Scott was talking with me and when we got to the Math class our teacher
(Mrs. Allen) wasn’t present. Several
people decided to tease Scott & I by writing on the blackboards several
things like “Marcy + Scott = Love”.
Scott was so upset, he kept erasing them (there were 3 blackboards in
the classroom). They had him jumping all
over the room and I was just sitting in my seat laughing. (I had learned that lesson from the previous
year). To make matters worse, I received
a birthstone ring for Christmas from my parents. Classmates thought it came from Scott.
Grade
8 – We finally had a levy pass! Schools
opened back up and we were back at the Junior High (and yes, it was called
Junior High and not Middle School). I
worked in the Office for one period. Got
to work the mimeograph machine! Wow, do
they even use that now? Block class was
fun – the teacher was Mr. McDermott (I had his mother (in law??) as my 5th
grade teacher. Block class consisted of
English & History. We did a lot of
fun things (and the teasing that went on – even Mr. McDermott was involved! And
that’s unheard of now a days). One of
the things we did was giving speeches. I
hate public speaking. We had to write a
topic on 3x5 cards. They were collected,
shuffled, and we had to take one and give a 3-5 minute speech with only about a
minute prep to get your thoughts in order.
I was one of the last students (only 4-5 cards left). Went and pulled my card and just about died
when I read the topic. (Remember me
saying the teacher loved to tease . . .), the topic was “Why I liked Craig
Mason”. (He was a boy in the class that
I had a crush on). I gave the
speech. Then they said it was a joke and
here are the real cards. The real topic
was about drugs. I did worse on that
then the joke.
This
was also the year that I got to learn a little bit of Spanish (only the
students in band or choir got to take a foreign language) during our Reading
classes. That gave me the taste that I
ended up taking 4 years of Spanish in High School.
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