Finally it can be told: I never shut up in school, never, not once. 
Oh, the shame of it Monday, Jun 29 2009
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June 30, 2009 at 12:29 pm |
This is priceless! What seventh grade kindred spirits we were. Talking was always my only “N” (not satisfactory).
June 30, 2009 at 6:24 pm |
Let’s get desks in the back, Marissa!
July 1, 2009 at 7:17 pm |
Wow, priceless! But I beat you by three years….SO many days writing 100 times on the blackboard or lined paper “I will not talk.” Honestly, a weekly event all the way through fourth grade.
Can this be a surprise?
July 4, 2009 at 6:07 pm |
Ah, brings back the day I was in Kindergarten and was talking during a story and got the good old pointed cap and got to sit in the corner. Yeah, funny now, crying in the corner then.
Ahhh, school.
July 4, 2009 at 8:20 pm |
Good times….If there had been an alternative classroom situation then, I’d've been in it. Probably why those are my favorite schools to visit.
July 7, 2009 at 5:25 pm |
Just as much fun as writing music when you’re supposed to be learning long division. Yoink! Hey, give that stavebook back!
It’s always the things that we’re not supposed to do in class that end up being the things we love most. (and end up making livings off of)
July 7, 2009 at 5:27 pm |
Or, as someone once said to me, “Why am I sitting in a box handling meaningless paper all day? So I can grow up to sit in a box and handle meaningless paper all day?” Wise fellow.