The AH as a School Room

[dr_mabeuse]

I keep on getting flashes of the AH as a grammar school classroom with us all as the student body: class clowns, flirts, bad boys/girls, brains, teacher's pets, greasers, nerds, truants, flakes; people smoking behind the building or passing notes in class, carving other people's initials on their desks or leaving tacks on the seats, stealing each other's homework or making faces when someone's trying to give a book report.

Who would you be in the AH classroom? Is that the same person you really were in school?

--Zoot?

 

[thebullet]

I was the wise-ass who was always seated way back in the corner or directly next to the teacher's desk (based upon the sensibilities of the teacher). I'd probably assume the same position today.

I remember working with paper clips until they broke in two, then using the pieces as ammunition to shoot with a rubber band. There was this real big girl with a fat ass about five rows in front of me. In one of my less sane moments I pegged her right on the ass with one of my half paper clips. Right in the middle of the lecture this girl jumped to her feet rubbing her butt.

I think I laughed for a week. Does that seem cruel?

 

[lucky-E-leven]

Here, I suppose I'm a flirt. Elsewhere, I'd probably be considered a bad girl. There's a splash of class clown and prankster in all of my personas, though.

I was neither in school. A total tom-boy without any of the annoying little boy habits like hair-pulling, pushing in line, poking incessantly, etc...

I've had a switch. No tom-boy left in me, but I've picked up the hair-pulling, pushing, biting, scratching, poking, etc...



~lucky

 

[Lisa Denton]

I keep on getting flashes of the AH as a grammar school classroom with us all as the student body: class clowns, flirts, bad boys/girls, brains, teacher's pets, greasers, nerds, truants, flakes; people smoking behind the building or passing notes in class, carving other people's initials on their desks or leaving tacks on the seats, stealing each other's homework or making faces when someone's trying to give a book report.

Who would you be in the AH classroom? Is that the same person you really were in school?

--Zoot?

I wanna be the clumsy one who keeps droppin the soap in the girls shower after gym class. I wasn't really like that though in school. I did get caught smokin a cigarette one time in the restroom and got 3 detentions.

I always picture you as that mean science teacher who used to forget and say "Whats wrong with you people? You're acting like a bunch of kids."

 

[Guest]

Who would you be in the AH classroom? Is that the same person you really were in school?

--Zoot?

I imagine in the AH world I'm seen as a foolish flirt, usually responding with humor to serious thread subjects. Hopefully I'm seen as kind-hearted but I'm quite often pissed at amicus-like bigots.

In school however I was shy. Painfully so.

I was the very quiet book reader, the skilled-but-uncomfortable-with-praise musician, and was probably seen as someone who was counting the high school days until she could escape to college. Which was true.

I have learned to enjoy life more these days, and though I'm still quite driven in my field and my continuing studies I am able to relax.

Sex helps.

 

[Evil Alpaca]

Probably the one who did the homework, got good grades and was otherwise ignored.

 

[CharleyH]

Hm. I was always the slightly intimidating, but kind, had friends in every crowd, but did not like contradictory demands from teachers, who all loved and hated me simultaneously, sometimes mescaline taking, smoking, needing to hang with 21 year olds because food fights were NOT my scene, kind of smart but bored (yes I know) and did what I felt like, when I felt like it, chick.

On Lit? Hm. A slightly intimidating, but kind, have friends in different crowds, find contradiction charming, who people love or hate, Black Russian drinking, smoking, still hang with 21 year olds because an occaissional food fight in sex is fun, kind of smart, kind of stupid, never bored, say what I feel like, when I feel like it kind of chick.

 

[Lauren Hynde]

I suppose I am and was a mesh of categories. I was always the flirtiest and most irreverent of the brains, and most teachers' favourite, although I made absolutely nothing to cause it. I don't know if that's a very common combo in other classrooms...

 

[TheEarl]

I can't see it myself. In England, the current school kid pose is to act like school's just too much fucking effort, whereas we all chose to be here.

If I was to say, I think I'd be the borderline cool nerd. Intelligent and opinionated, but somehow avoiding the attention of bullies and actually being halfway respected for being a geek.

The Earl

 

[Guest]

In class, I was the one sat at the back, giggling with my best mate. I did try fairly hard at my school work, but was a procrastinator back then, too, and always handed my homework in right at the last minute.

One thing I do remember is "Beaker". The chemistry suite there was quite impressive, and there were many labs assistants. One of them looked exactly like Beaker. Every time she walked in the classroom, we'd yell, "Beaker!" in a really stupid voice. That and yelling, "Test tuuuuube!" The teacher had a speech impediment. Poor guy.

Our phsyics teacher was called Doctor Pratt. As you can imagine, we liked him. Poor guy. LOL

I was terrible for taking the piss out of people, but I was a charmer, too.

I never got into trouble (well, except for one time, when my mate and I wrote "Sex rules OK!" on the inside of our maths teacher's cupboard. She recognised the handwriting. Oops. I must've been 15 at the time. Double oops), I usually managed to evade being caught at anything, and if I was, I got myself out of it, somehow.

It was an all girls' grammar school, and while we always seemed prim and proper, far from it. At lunchtime, I could be found up the field talking to, and flirting with, the boys. By the time I was in sixth form (ages 16-18), I often flirted with the male teachers. I always did well in politics.

I came away with really good grades, but I don't know how; I never worked hard. I just crammed before exams.

I can honestly say that I loved school. Some wonderful memories of very happy days.

As for me now? No, I don't think I've changed much.

Cool thread, Zoot. Cheers!

Lou

 

[cloudy]

In high school I was a jock/surfer/stoner...leave out the stoner part, and it's pretty much the way I am now, just older, that's all.

 

[impressive]

Who would you be in the AH classroom? Is that the same person you really were in school?

--Zoot?

I was the front row kid. First to complete all assignments. Friends (acquaintances, anyway) with all. Close with none. Kind of a clown. Kind of a flirt. Not the teacher's pet, but not black listed, either.

Sounds like a good AH parody story. Why don't you write it up for Humor & Satire?

 

[CharleyH]

I suppose I am and was a mesh of categories. I was always the flirtiest and most irreverent of the brains, and most teachers' favourite, although I made absolutely nothing to cause it. I don't know if that's a very common combo in other classrooms...

And you are 21?

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Re: Re: The AH as a School Room

I always picture you as that mean science teacher who used to forget and say "Whats wrong with you people? You're acting like a bunch of kids."

I was an intellectual proto-beatnik in grammar school, the kid with the copy of "Howl" in his bookbag (we didn't have backpacks in those days.)

But I think you've got me pegged now. I'm afraid I am that teacher. The only thing I'd do different is, instead of shouting at the class, I'd take the girls into my office where I kept that special ruler and lock the door. It's so much more fun than yelling.

---dr.M.

 

[CharleyH]

I can't see it myself. In England, the current school kid pose is to act like school's just too much fucking effort, whereas we all chose to be here.

If I was to say, I think I'd be the borderline cool nerd. Intelligent and opinionated, but somehow avoiding the attention of bullies and actually being halfway respected for being a geek.

The Earl

And YOU are 21?

 

[Guest]

...class clowns, flirts, bad boys/girls, brains, teacher's pets, greasers, nerds, truants, flakes; people smoking behind the building or passing notes in class, carving other people's initials on their desks or leaving tacks on the seats, stealing each other's homework or making faces when someone's trying to give a book report...

all of the above when the mood struck me then...
all of the above as the mood strikes me now


perhaps i have a personality disorder...
nah, i just love elipses...

 

[CharleyH]

Re: Re: Re: The AH as a School Room

I was an intellectual proto-beatnik in grammar school, the kid with the copy of "Howl" in his bookbag (we didn't have backpacks in those days.)

But I think you've got me pegged now. I'm afraid I am that teacher. The only thing I'd do different is, instead of shouting at the class, I'd take the girls into my office where I kept that special ruler and lock the door. It's so much more fun than yelling.

---dr.M.

Should you be saying these things out loud with your pic hanging here

lol

 

[TheEarl]

And YOU are 21?

Charley: No, I'm 20.

The Earl

 

[Colleen Thomas]

I would say here I am one of the brains.

In school I was the painfully shy wall flower no one would notice, except I also played soccer & later softball, so I had freinds who were jocks.

 

[LadyJeanne]

I was a little shy in grammar school, bookish and got good grades, but wasn't teacher's pet as I spent too much time whispering and giggling and passing notes. I had a couple of close friends, and generally got along with everyone although I never felt I 'fit in'. I don't know that anybody did - my school was inner city, so we had a wide mishmash of cultures and colors.

One of our favorite things to do while sitting through a boring class was to crumple a sheet of paper over and over until it was as soft as kleenex. The crinkling drove the teachers nuts, and it somehow seemed satisfying to end up with the soft tissue.

 

[CharleyH]

I would say here I am one of the brains.

What, the one with nice legs, who can't spell?

 

[Colleen Thomas]

What, the one with nice legs, who can't spell?

I can spell quite well thank you, I just can't type

 

[minsue]

I can spell quite well thank you, I just can't type

I was the shy, smart kid that tried her damndest to keep from getting called on. I was also the drunk/stoned kid that tried her damndest to keep from getting called on. And, depending, I was the smartass that would spend half the class arguing politics/economics/literature/etc with the teacher that was stupid enough to call on me.

Here? I've no idea.

 

[Guest]

I can spell quite well thank you, I just can't type

You really need someone to type for you - a serious lass to type your stories and then paddle your butt.

Um, just a thought. Where were we?

 

[Guest]

Re: Re: Re: The AH as a School Room

. . .But I think you've got me pegged now. I'm afraid I am that teacher. The only thing I'd do different is, instead of shouting at the class, I'd take the girls into my office where I kept that special ruler and lock the door. It's so much more fun than yelling.

---dr.M.

How delicious.

Perhaps I would have enjoyed school more if you'd been one of my disciplinarians, er, teachers.