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School Days

Ron H

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Viewing a post about a girl in a classroom other day causing a shitshow, prompted me to think back when I was in school. Lord how times changed. Had teachers you were informed not to F around with and others who were easier targets. There was no thought about ‘winning’ with a teacher. No thought my folks would take my side of the story when getting into hot water or show up at a board meeting to call out injustice. It was detention and sometimes being grounded at home or no TV for a while. Looking back, can’t say any accountability wasn’t duly earned.

Among my dipshit antics was doing a burn-out senior year in my ’67 goat in the school parking lot. Only had it a few weeks then and some guys were egging me on to light it up. Across the lot tons of students waiting for the busses. Mid-way through the burn glanced over to the students spotting a glistening bald head among them. It was our VP, nicknamed Meatball. He was one of those ya never wanted to F with. He was built like a walking brick shithouse.

Next morning during the PA announcements, my name was called to ‘report to the office’. Ahh da butterflies. Meatball liked to shove guys up against a nearby wall and rap hard on the chest. Observed it a few times. Yep, in his office he found a wall for me and got some of those hard raps on the chest. He said, “Like that fast car of yours huh?” He was holding a copy of my parking permit. “Here’s the deal; you won’t pull that stunt again or I tear this up. You’re going to have to take the bus or walk to school, got it? Plan to spend a week after school helping the custodian with some chores.” Followed his instructions closely.
 
My daughter did a tour of substitute teaching during Covid, when PA dropped the education certification requirement just to get enough bodies in the class room. My kid was a hand full growing up, and did two tours in the county lock up before graduating from college, and getting her record expunged. She is not someone to mess with.

She had a kid that tried give her a hard time, and she ended up scaring the daylights out of him. Parents made a stink, principal called her in, daughter had her ducks in a row. Little bugger shot his mother in the head six months later. My daughter said screw teaching. She now works in fleet leasing services.
 
See, the worst we did in highschool was

- built a VW squareback in the cafeteria. Principal said "meh"...so I reached through the window and started the car. He grinned. Then "take it apart and get it out of here" .
- filled soda machines with canned beer. 4th period freshman lunch was a free-for-all ("GIMME MORE QUARTERS!!!")
- we had an octagonal auditorium, with center hvac vents in an octagon-shaped drop section. One night we painted it (4 stories up) like a stop sign, knowing there was a school assembly first thing the next morning
- principals office faced due east. One night we covered every. single. surface. with aluminum foil. Furniture. Floor. Ceiling. Walls. Shelves. Books. And left his blinds open. He called us in (we had a...uh...reputation) to write us up. We were wearing our shades. He opened his drawer to grab a pen...yep, foil wrapped as well. Shook his head, smiled, and told us to get the hell out of his office before he changed his mind.

Now, the disciplinarian we didn't like. So, one day during school, we took the hubcaps off his wagon in the parking lot, removed all 20 lugnuts, and put the hubcaps back on.

But, that was as "bad" as it got. These days...man, I can't imagine what the hell has gone wrong to allow all this crap to go on.
 
daughter said screw teaching
Nephew grew up very mechanically handy taught by his dad. Young as he was, got a nice job at a HS – auto shop teacher out of college. Some hoopla developed at the HS, like at so many of them. Say the wrong thing even unintentionally and it’s fast bad press, threats, suspension or canning. He told me he’s quitting teaching this year after 3 years; doesn’t want to have to worry about this ****. He’s joining his dad and brothers in the family business.
 
Friend of mine drives school bus.
Has one of the country routes.
Has a pair of brothers that are always causing trouble. These kids are grade school age.
My friend finally had it with them, of course these days you can't touch the little darlings.
So he pulls up to their drive to let them out.
He knows their parents dont get home for a couple hrs from work. Its winter .
He tells them as they are getting off ..
( I see your dad is home early ) kids reply no his truck isnt in the drive. Why did he think it was.
He tells them well I seen some guy looking out the upstairs window.
Shuts the bus doors and drives away.
:rofl:
 
There was a kid in the high school parking lot doing donuts in a 70 Monte Carlo,smoke was so thick you couldn't see the car anymore! He couldn't see the cop pulling into the lot,getting out of the cruiser, and when he stopped the car,the cop came walking through the clearing smoke! He got a ride down town in the cruiser and the car was towed!
 
Recall two times the principal told me I need a haircut, giving a time allotment to get it cut. It was just starting to ride over the back collar. What a crime back in 1968. Another time, a burly teacher grabbed me by the sideburns telling me to tuck my shirt in. His trademark to make his point – yanking sideburns. Go figure, today they make shirts to be worn untucked.

In science class, we had those high tables and stools. Hmm, teach assigned seats and all the girls were in the front row. Seemed about once a week he’d toss his absence pad or pen across his table and it would fall on the floor. Sitting in back, I saw him reach down for the pad and then turn his head to look under the girl’s table..
 
Recall two times the principal told me I need a haircut, giving a time allotment to get it cut. It was just starting to ride over the back collar. What a crime back in 1968. Another time, a burly teacher grabbed me by the sideburns telling me to tuck my shirt in. His trademark to make his point – yanking sideburns. Go figure, today they make shirts to be worn untucked.

In science class, we had those high tables and stools. Hmm, teach assigned seats and all the girls were in the front row. Seemed about once a week he’d toss his absence pad or pen across his table and it would fall on the floor. Sitting in back, I saw him reach down for the pad and then turn his head to look under the girl’s table..
We’re from the same era. I had the same situation in my biology class. Better than that was when my civics teacher arranged the class in a circle. I still can’t believe I got an A in that class.

And I also visit my beautiful English teacher once a month in the nursing home. Darn I am getting old. At least she’s one of the younger residents.
 
The kids in school today say they need their cell phones in case they need to get in touch with their parents. When I was in school, the last people I wanted to speak to were my parents. Nothing good was going to come from that.
 
Man when I started public school here ('78) they would still paddle your *** in front of the class if you kept acting up....how times have changed.
 
kids in school today say they need their cell phone
Was out of school long before laptops and cell phones. First encounter with a computer was in tech school physics class. Was the size of a small refrigerator. Played tic-tak-toe with it; tiny b&w screen. Made my moves against it and then it printed out the game result. Having worked with schools on risk mgmt, yeah, all the kids are not talking to each other, just staring at their phones.

Maint guys would say they had to pull out broken charger plugs from outlets in the halls daily. Kids would yank them out in a rush to make their next class. Same thing wherever ya go, restaurants couples out for dinner each staring at their phones instead of talking with each other. People on the streets glued to their phones. MO, this isn’t such a good thing for social skills development.
 
My... how the times have changed. I literally could write a book. Here's one: in 6th grade, myself, my (black) friend Jimmy E, my (nearsighted) friend Magoo were assigned to after class cleanup which included erasers. So, we were throwing all the erasers out the 3rd floor window down at the students exiting the building. Sister Anunziata barged back in the classroom and beat the crap outta all 3 of us. We could have fought back against her easily, but none of us raised a hand. Magoo's pale white face was beet red from her slapping him, as he stood motionless in defiance. No principal, parents, or anybody else got involved, we just took our lumps. Another point I made here: although we were of different ethnicities, we were all brought up the right way.
 
we were throwing all the erasers out
Lol, I did something similar in 4th grade and the teach wasn’t sure who did it; but she’d a bet I was the culprit. A lot of eye contact with me as she said if nobody will come forward, she was going to punish the whole class. I fessed up as my ears were getting red. Had to write on the chalk board “Honesty is the best policy” 100 times. I knew then I’d have a tough time becoming a politician.
 
I was a, and I quote my freshman science teacher : "A good humble German Lutheran Boy." He said that in front of the class. He also spent 20 years teaching in downtown Millwaukee before coming up to teach in my town of 4000. So he had a lot of stories, handled all the kids amazingly well, and was not afraid to criticize or congratulate anyone in front of everyone. In my case when he said it he was criticizing my tendency to be very quite and not answer questions or discuss in class, despite my good scores on exams. He always had a witty retort to the smart mouth kids that would basically make them feel foolish in front of the class with a laugh or two.

But kids didn't act like they do now. In my area, it was because we all went to church, and we all had parents that wanted us to live as the Lord intended and made sure we were kept in line and understood respect and how our actions affected others and ourselves and reputation. We were advised by our parents, teachers, pastor, grandparents, etc.

Two things happened.
First, they took young teenagers and put them in "middle school" and not Junior High. Then they made them stay in class blocks and treated them like they were 8 when they were 13. The impact on personal responsibility and social development was immediate and profound. When I was 13 I was being coached about needing to start thinking about getting a job to buy my own stuff, thinking about getting a driver's license coming up soon(a year to a 13 year old feels like forever, remember) and of course thinking about girls. I could run down main street at lunch to get a sandwhich from the local shop if I didn't want "hot lunch" at school.
Current day, the 13 year olds are kept in a classroom, put in line to get escorted to the next one and essentially treated like they can't think for themselves and are essentially a number. Because it is "safer" for them and if they are allowed to think they might victimize a minority or you know, realize what a minority actually is.
So when they turn 18 and get out of school they are so out of their league they act like they just graduated 6th grade and have no F'ing clue what to do next. They get told to go to college so they do. They are told they are a victim so they are. They are told they know everything(see below as to why) so they do and can't function in the work place and think they should be paid double and in a management position 3 months into a job.
There are always exceptions, because there are still actual parents out there.

Second, the schools hand these middle school kids a tablet or laptop and force them to use it for all interactions with their teachers. And of course they use it for most interactions with their peers, because they are not allowed to roam the halls or interact outside of the classrooms until they are in high school. So they learn to use social media, including the stuff they are supposed to be 18 to use to create their own account.
Because they are now plugged in, they also use the internet, for everything. They get their advice from the internet. But the internet is their peers and the adults that act like their peers( the wierdos that can't find friends their own age and prefer to interact with minors), not actual life experienced adults. So they ask for dating advice and get it from the kid that learned his weewee can get hard two years ago instead of married adults. They get job advice from the high school kid that works part time in retail. Their "friends" tell each other how to live and grow up. And especially what life is about and how to succeed.

Would you ask a 14 year old for dating or career or ANY advice?
Parents are cut out of this equation, because even before the internet teens didn't think their parents knew anything, but now that sentiment is reaffirmed over and over and over by the internet so there is essentially no chance modern parents can give advice or direction to the modern teenager. Exceptions, of course.
And so you have the state of the modern youth. Acts ten years younger then they are, gets all life advice from other people acting ten years younger, in a system that keeps them "safe" and not only perpetuates this lunacy but helped to establish and continues to build it. When you point this out you are escorted out of the school board meeting and labeled by the schools and media.

Times have changed is so inadequate to describe what has occurred over the last 15-20 years it is laughable.
 
1970 living in Adana Turkey, attending school on the US Air Force Base.. BTW the school consisted of a dozen Quonset Huts (No A/C sometimes a working fan), Teacher in this case is a 40 YO Turkish man, student said something that offended the guy & then when given the chance to apologize instead decided to double down.... Kid went home a little bloody, his dad had already been given a heads up before that happened, he got a second tune up from his dad & he returned the next day with a new attitude, he apologized to the teacher and the students....

I was a little shocked at the teacher giving him a beat down but all these years later I gotta say. it was quite effective & having the parents support made it much more effective...
 
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