Weird Stuff from High School

I had one of those high school anxiety dreams last night. Over the years they progressed from not knowing my locker combination, to showing up for a test I didn't know a thing about, to realizing I hadn't been to class X in awhile and not remembering where it was held or who else was in the class I could follow.

There were weird things that happened when I was wide awake in high school, so no wonder decades later I still have high school dreams. Do you have any weird stories from high school days?

Freshman year: For several years leading up to my first year in high school the Freshmen had attended the Junior High far way (closer to my house) on the other side of the school district. Our district was growing fast from before I started going to school at all. It wasn't odd that we got moved around a bit as space was available in new schools or old. My sister was in the first class to graduate from our district's high school, I was in the last since the next year they moved to a larger new building. At any rate with four years of kids instead of three in the old high school, it was pretty crowded. Freshmen at least had to share lockers. I arrived at my locker the first day, opened it saw there were already some things on the top shelf, and heard a soprano voice say nearby, "Yes, you have a locker partner." I was a bit surprised that my locker partner was a girl, but, hey, we were growing up and needed to act more adult now that we were in *HIGH SCHOOL.* So I said nothing and we were locker partners for a few months. Then we got an announcement over the school intercom directly from the principal, that he'd found out that girls and boys were sharing lockers, (and I suppose some parents wouldn't be so adult about hearing that!) It seemed according to the principal's tone, that having coed lockers was akin to kids having sex in the hallways on parent-teacher-meeting nights. Anyway, woe betide us if it didn't stop. I understood it had been a simple mistake when they assigned the lockers. My locker partner had an unusual first name, and her first and last name together were exactly the same as a male celebrity of those times. I mentioned my situation to a friend, who immediately said he had no locker partner and would be happy to have me move in with him. So I went to the school office explained the situation to a secretary and said I would immediately move out to my friend's locker. "No, no, no!" exclaimed the secretary. "We'll move her." So I ended up with a whole locker to myself. I never had a class with that girl, and actually never saw her again. Did they make her wear a scarlet 'A' on her blouse for the rest of the year? Did they ship her off to a nunnery? After all these years, I suspect the reason we didn't have to explain to the principal was that the secretaries knew they'd made a few honest mistakes and didn't want the principal to find it was all their fault.

Sophomore year: ( Read more... )