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My elementary school was chock full of dumb asses. Most of the kids from my elementary school are really not going anywhere. They are just the current or future populous of our United States prison system. Looking at a yearbook that dates back to 1992 most of those sweet little faces are now crack heads. Most of them did not make it through high ( Read more... )

According to my mom I was a very good speller until about second grade. She told me that the teachers stopped teaching spelling the way it needed to be taught. She felt (as I do now) the best way to spell is to memorize all of the words you need to spell. I believe this to be correct because I cannot determine the difference in the sound of vowels ( Read more... )

If all you do all day is make coffee is that a waste of life?
It is too late for me to be talking about my youth.

Third grade was an interesting year for me. I spent most of the year getting chased by people on the playground. When I was not being chased I was convincing my self that I was super human. In my mind my super human power that I had was flight. I convenced my self that I could fly when ever I wanted to. I didn’t do anything that normal kids that ( Read more... )

There are not many people that I know that fell asleep in class on a regular basis in first grade. I am the only one that I know of. Looking back it made me kind of like a pioneer in the field of slacking. A little bit like Luis and Clark, but they where American pioneers and I am sure they did not nap in their first grade class ( Read more... )

When I was in fourth grade I was known throughout the school as a fast runner. Kids would chase me just for fun so I got quite a bit of practice. One day when I was burning up some sidewalk some kid stopped me and commented about how fast I was running. He asked me how was able to run so quickly and I replied because “I had and accident when I was ( Read more... )

I think it was about third grade when we had some person come in to our classroom to do a presentation about drinking. I think she said it was a bad thing and she had us put on these glasses that would screw up our vision to prove her point. She said, “This is what it is like to be drunk.” and told us to walk forward on a straight line. I could ( Read more... )