Originally posted by aspviper666Dude, wasn't third grade the year you found Uncle Grandpa's still in the backyard? Aunt Sister made you take a drink, and you threw up on her shoes.
Being a stupied inbreed with memory loss,I forgot what I was going to say.Could any of my good friends here help me out?
Going through old papers, I remember things a lot better now. We used to have "chicken fights", where two people on opposite sides of the monkey bars would swing and try to yank the other guy off. We even held a tournment: I was a pround semi-finalist.😀
There was also a certain pompous girl in our class we all hated. I remember stealing her school journal and throwing it behind a bookcase... when I visited my school again last year it was still there😏
We hunted for buried treasure in the playground.
We started an unsuccessful chess club. Unsuccessful because there were only four people in it: me, a friend, and my 2nd and 3rd grade teachers( who refused to play me after I beat them 🙄
We beat the 5th graders in Math Olympiad and then "accidentally" got lost.
The elevator broke down when I was in it.
There was this guy in my class, called John. On the school that I went to, we had these "morning gatherings" every morning where we sang a song and got briefed on any special events which might occur during the day.
On this particular morning, John figured that he had better things to do with his time, so he activated a quite brilliant plan. He stayed in the classroom, where he gathered all our math books, locked them in the closet and then ran outside where he buried the key in the sandbox. Of course he couldn't help himself from bragging about it, so we spent most of that lesson digging in the sand, which was nice.
Unfortunately, John was no longer with us when we started 4th grade. He had changed shcools and was now on an institution for "specially gifted" kids. They said that he was mentally challenged. I say he was fargin brilliant, just in a slightly different way.
Things were a little different when I went to school. They made you stay in school until you were 18 no matter what. I remember the James Boys, or, as we called them, “Look Sharp”, Feel Sharp” and “Be Sharp” from a Gillette razor blade commercial of the day. They were three brothers and the only third graders that shaved (occasionally) and drove a car to school. As they turned 18, they dropped out of school (still in the third grade).
we called it primary 3.
we were now in the "big" playground, not in the infants one anymore. (although we were still in the infant school)
i remember having a very young teacher.
i remember the corridor my classroom was on. (although i can't really explain that too you...)
i remember having to go outside to the corridor to test these new calculators. mine didn't work properly! there were two buttons for clearing the calculation, and when you used one it gave you a different answer for the next calculation from when you used the other one. if that makes sense? i now know what the buttons are actrually for, but yeah 😛
i remember going around to "hamish", my best friends's, house every thursday for cheese and tomato pizza and chocolate mousse 🙂
and i remember the last day of primary 3. our teacher had been reading winnie the pooh to us for part of the year, and on the last day in the afternoon she finished reading the book to us. and there was a very loing sentence at the end, and the next sentence was "that was a long sentence now, wasn't it?", or something along those lines 😛
happy days!
Originally posted by abejnoodThey still do the "Chicken Fighting" on the monkey bars.
[b]Going through old papers, I remember things a lot better now. We used to have "chicken fights", where two people on opposite sides of the monkey bars would swing and try to yank the other guy off. We even held a tournment: I was a pround semi-finalist.😀
Also, Star Wars is still strong, Good side, Dark side.
Teatherball is still hot.
Hopscotch and jump rope is definitely OUT.
