Memories of 11th Grade

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I was reading a story the other day. Embeded in it was the quote "come live with me and be my love" from Marlowe's The Passionate Shepard to His Love. (and I always thought Sting wrote that!)

I suddenly had a rush of memory - your know the kind - something hidden in your mind for decades that suddenly appears out of nowhere and for a fleeting moment you are awash in nostalgia.

It was 11th grade English. We were studing the literature of 16th and 17th century England - Shakespeare of London, Boswell's Biolgraphy of Samuel Johnson, sonnets, poems and other stuff guarenteed to bore the hell out of a 16 year old who spent most of his free time reading Robert Heinlein, Arthur C Clarke and Ian Fleming.

We were given a test on the material (none of which I had read, I suspect.) I decided to take the bull by the horns and answer the questions the way I really wanted to - hell, I didn't know the real answers anyway.

I still remember two questions on the test (one of which caused my flight of rememberance.)

Q: What did the passionate shepard say to his love?
A: Be nice to me or I won't shear you. (Okay, I was 16 years old!)

Q: What did Boswell say he saw during the London fire?
A: He saw a policeman on fire and asked: Is that Robert Browning or Bobby Burns?

I felt pretty good about that last one.

My teacher was not amused.
 
thebullet said:
Q: What did the passionate shepard say to his love?
A: Be nice to me or I won't shear you. (Okay, I was 16 years old!)

Q: What did Boswell say he saw during the London fire?
A: He saw a policeman on fire and asked: Is that Robert Browning or Bobby Burns?

I felt pretty good about that last one.

My teacher was not amused.

:D

Wonderful!
 
LOL I had a similar experience in my section of Senior English when we dealt with Greek Mythology....I just didn't have time to read the stories and so....my short essay answers were a little....off.

I got to the point that I'd just leave a disclaimer at the top of the essay section stating that I hadn't read them, but feel free to read what I think happened.
 
thebullet said:
I was reading a story the other day. Embeded in it was the quote "come live with me and be my love" from Marlowe's The Passionate Shepard to His Love. (and I always thought Sting wrote that!)

I suddenly had a rush of memory - your know the kind - something hidden in your mind for decades that suddenly appears out of nowhere and for a fleeting moment you are awash in nostalgia.

It was 11th grade English. We were studing the literature of 16th and 17th century England - Shakespeare of London, Boswell's Biolgraphy of Samuel Johnson, sonnets, poems and other stuff guarenteed to bore the hell out of a 16 year old who spent most of his free time reading Robert Heinlein, Arthur C Clarke and Ian Fleming.

We were given a test on the material (none of which I had read, I suspect.) I decided to take the bull by the horns and answer the questions the way I really wanted to - hell, I didn't know the real answers anyway.

I still remember two questions on the test (one of which caused my flight of rememberance.)

Q: What did the passionate shepard say to his love?
A: Be nice to me or I won't shear you. (Okay, I was 16 years old!)

Q: What did Boswell say he saw during the London fire?
A: He saw a policeman on fire and asked: Is that Robert Browning or Bobby Burns?

I felt pretty good about that last one.

My teacher was not amused.


LOL......but I am :D
 
The_Darkness said:
I got to the point that I'd just leave a disclaimer at the top of the essay section stating that I hadn't read them, but feel free to read what I think happened.

I wish I thought of a disclaimer for my homework papers. I used to do all kinds of crazy stuff in my Chemistry class. I never studied and didn't really care about the class. I remember my one homework assaingment I blantly made up a bunch of bullshit.

One question asked was refering to neutrons, protons, and electrons.

Imagine your standing on the surface of a Boron atom. What do you see when you look inside the atom? What do you see when you look outside of the atom?

Pretty simple question, rigth? Simply how many protons and neutrons on the inside? How many electrons on the outside?

Well, being my smartass self I came up with a very logical, and thought out answer.

When I look on the inside of a Boron atom I see a group of dogs playing poker. *note: I don't recall the rest of that answer, but I know a turkey baster was in there somewhere.

When I look outside of the Boron atom I see Snuggle and the Care Bears having a holy war. Oh no! The Care Bears have Snuggle pinned up against the wall and are kicking him in his unmentionables! Look! Snuggles just ran their asses over with a cloud mobile!

That was my honest to goodness answer. The rest of the homework paper was filled with such nonsense. I thought it was hilarious as did everyone who ever read that paper. I became sorta a hero for that. Needless to say that the teacher was not happy.

Later however, I did find out from my then girlfriend who took her class one year later, that she thought that was the funniest thing she ever read. :D
 
I dropped out of school in the 11th Grade, so I never had to take any of the tests.
 
rgraham666 said:
I dropped out of school in the 11th Grade, so I never had to take any of the tests.
If I'd have thought of that I'd have saved all of my life's savings and half my liver by not going to college.
 
11 th grade . . .9 years ago Wow! Time flies. That was the year I got dumped. I never got dumped and I got dumped twice both by guys wanting me to put out(which I wouldn't) but whom I was heavily invested in emotionally. Coincidently both of them ended up with friends of mine.:(
 
Geez. Dar~. now you've gone and reminded me that it was in 11th grade that I started my relationship with wifey #1.

You've ruined my whole evening.

I hope you're happy!
 
thebullet said:
Geez. Dar~. now you've gone and reminded me that it was in 11th grade that I started my relationship with wifey #1.

You've ruined my whole evening.

I hope you're happy!
Would you like me to kiss it all better?;):p
 
Dar~ wrote:
Would you like me to kiss it all better?

Absolutely!!!

Then again, it would take a lot of kissin' to assuage the living hell that woman put me through.

But I'm willing if you are!
 
thebullet said:
Absolutely!!!

Then again, it would take a lot of kissin' to assuage the living hell that woman put me through.

But I'm willing if you are!

Men are always willing, baby.

:kiss:
 
I think Carson and I spent the 11th grade hanging out at the mall so we could stalk the twinkie Gap manager. Hmm, maybe that was senior year... :cool:
 
I graduated at the end of 11th grade, cause I couldn't stand it anymore. I also became sexually active that year, got my heart broken in a way that it has never been since, and became addicted to college alternative music. A very formative year for me.
 
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