classes

I used to think school would last forever....

Jeff

In elementary school, the teacher referred to a meeting with the "school board". I pictured people sitting around talking with a plank of wood.

hs

A few months before I was to attend school for the first time, my sister and I were walking past the huge brick building. At the corner, across the street from the school, she gave me this sound advice... "When you walk to school, you'll have to wait right here for the crossing guard to help you get to the other side"

I thought she said crossing God. I fully expected the Lord to take me by the hand and lead me safely across the street.

Little did I know how right I was.

Toiceborn

I used to believe if you wern't Catholic, you were public.(there were Catholic schools and public schools. Made sense to me!

Joan

When I started junior high, I thought we were going to the gym for fisette class. I didn't understand why they didn't call it gym like they did in junior high. It wasn't until I got my first report card that I saw the class was phys. ed.

My mom said she thought the class where they talked about recent history was kerny vents.

Anne

in the fifth grade, we were evacuated from the school because of a fire near one of the transformers right outside the gym. watching from the opposite end of the playground, we were all hysterical because we thought that if the fire reached the transformer, it would explode and the fire would jump down to the ground and follow our footsteps wherever we went.

jenny

When I started elementary school, I was taken out of class by a woman who tested my math and reading skills. I never knew that I was being tested because I excelled in these subjects. When I realized that this woman was the special educator, I was dumbfounded. How could I have a mental, physical or emotional disorder without noticing. I concluded that I was mentally handicapped, which led to all of the individual testing, and my friends and family didn't want to hurt my feelings by telling me. It wasn't until a few years later, when I went up a grade for math classes, that I realized I was not mentally disabled.

Trae

After a long time of begging my mother to teach me to read and after being told endlessly that I'd learn in school, the first day of kindergarten finally arrived. I was sorely disappointed in the games we played. I cried hysterically when she picked me up from school. I soon adjusted and gave up my passion for learning. It didn't come back until I was finished with high school.

Pahokee

a friend was convinced that his school was an asylum, and couldn't be convinced otherwise

Anon

Back in elementary, I was the only one on my class not to attend religious class. I had ethics class instead.

Once when I came back from my lesson, and found out the religion teacher had taught everyone, that I was a pagan (all they knew, that it was a bad word meaning someone that denied god). Everyone kept calling me that for a long time. An it wasn't nice!

anna k.

when i was in preschool, i was told that when you stuck up your middle finger at someone, you were asking God to kill you.

Anon

I used to think the school is like a playground, not come for studies

VBN

This one time I was cast in the kindergarten play, which happened to be "The Little Red Hen", and I got to play the pussycat. I kept thinking it was "pushy cat", and that I was supposed to act as rude as possible to all the other characters.

Now I realize that that's what actors really do!

Max

When I was 15, I thought that Semoo was an animal (but yet unsure). It came out of a homework assignment in Chemistry class. Take the element name and rearrange it so that it forms a name of an animal. My friend got the elements Mo Se and O. He arranged it to SeMoO (Semoo). It turned out that the animal was supposed to be moose.

Viet (thanks to Johnny G!)

In kindergarten, we had an art project where we cut a little bear out of constuction paper, glued it to a piece of paper, then glued construction paper "bars" over it to make a bear in a zoo cage. I refused to glue the bars over the bear, because i thought the bear would be sad in a cage. I remember crying, and the teacher trying to convince me to glue the bars on, but i don't remember what happened after that. I guess i've blocked out the memory.

Cristofer