Originally posted by masscatSounds a bit like the Kraft boys, but they were promoted because no one wanted them back the next year. I remember them setting fire to a mattress in the park across the street from my house. They were bored. They certainly made things more interesting.
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).
Originally posted by reader1107What I remember most about third grade was in late January when we were excused from class for the day because there was an awful event that had happened. Most of the class didn't have a clue what was going on or what the big deal was. This event really upset me, and even though we had a class discussion about it at the time, I kept quiet because most of the discussion was about the facts of the event and what I most wanted to know was Why did this happen? My child's faith in adults knowing what they were doing was changed that day. Yes, I'm talking about the Challenger explosion in 1986.
(school age 8 turning 9 during the year)
Really. I'm about to start my fifth year of teaching third grade, but it's been a long time since I remember being a third grade student. Nothing I remember has anything to do with academics. So what do you remember?
Originally posted by SuzianneI didn't even know that happened until the evening news. I was going to a community college and at some point noticed the flags were at half mast but didn't know why. Most of the people around me hadn't even noticed that.
What I remember most about third grade was in late January when we were excused from class for the day because there was an awful event that had happened. Most of the class didn't have a clue what was going on or what the big deal was. This event really upset me, and even though we had a class discussion about it at the time, I kept quiet because most of ...[text shortened]... ey were doing was changed that day. Yes, I'm talking about the Challenger explosion in 1986.
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Originally posted by StarrmanTimes have changed. I started Kindergarten when I was 4 1/2 because you had to be 5 by December 1. Now you have to be five by September 1 to start Kindergarten, and them many schools encourage parents to wait if their child has a summer birthday. So from there:
I've never known what grades are what, can someone outline how it works?
first grade = 6, turning 7 during the year
second grade = 7, turning 8, etc.
9th grade a.k.a. freshman year
10th = sophomore
11th = junior
12th = senior and then that's it. You graduate and can get a job or go to college or trade/tech school. Or live with Bowmann.
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My mother packed up my brother and I and moved clear across the country to Florida. As a result, I got a slightly late start on third grade at a new school and the teacher paired me up with a serious, hottie of a third grader who was also quite the perfectionist in her school work.
Since I didn't want to look dumb in front of the hottie--can't even remember her name :'( --I tried to imitate her perfectionism. This pretty much carried me clear through engineering school--pretending like I'm smarter than I actually am. 😵
I also remember throwing rocks at the 'gators in the canal during recess, and taking a field trip to Cape Canaveral which was awesome.
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Originally posted by mokkoIt's ironic. Girls always thought that getting glasses was a nightmare. I always thought that a cute girl invariably looked (at least) twice as hot with the glasses! Perhaps it's the librarian thing....
... the nightmare of getting glasses.
Edit: I thought there was an example of this effect here, but I couldn't quite place it... ..profile pic User 44267
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Originally posted by reader1107Things I remember from third grade:
(school age 8 turning 9 during the year)
Really. I'm about to start my fifth year of teaching third grade, but it's been a long time since I remember being a third grade student. Nothing I remember has anything to do with academics. So what do you remember?
1) Referring to it as "Grade 3" because that's what we call it in Canada.
2) I remember that it was a happy time, but I couldn't say why.
3) Mrs. Irwin never got angry, smiled lots, and was HOT!
4) It was a split class (2's and 3's)
5) I did a report about doberman pinchers (spelling?). At one point I reported that dobermans eat "meat and stuff". That was my second attempt (that I remember) at padding a report. --- The first was in grade 2.
6) After we were done our work, we could play Chess!
7) Homework was so rare that it was an exciting event! I don't have children of my own, but I do teach highschool, and it seems to me that by the time kids get to grade 9, they don't do homework any more because they're burned out!
8) I learned to multiply numbers greater than 10.
9) gizzywump and remington1 were also in my class. They were my best friends.
10) The classroom was in the basement, and now that I think about it, was probably just a converted storage room that was not originally intended to be used as a classroom. At that age though, we didn't care, as long as we were with our friends.
Originally posted by reader1107okay, so that is primary 5 for me.
Times have changed. I started Kindergarten when I was 4 1/2 because you had to be 5 by December 1. Now you have to be five by September 1 to start Kindergarten, and them many schools encourage parents to wait if their child has a summer birthday. So from there:
first grade = 6, turning 7 during the year
second grade = 7, turning 8, etc.
9th grade ...[text shortened]... . You graduate and can get a job or go to college or trade/tech school. Or live with Bowmann.
i had two teachers. one everyone liked. yes, i had a crush on her. she had ginger hair and taught art a lot. the second one gave us lots of homework and my whole class (led by jennifer brock) tried to get her fired. we all trooped down to the office and told lies about her. my heart wasn't in it though. my mum said that she was just making up for the other teachers incompetence. in retrospect, i learned nothing from the other teacher. but my p6 teacher was awesome and she brought my entire class up to scratch (she also led the chess club 😉).
we played football all the time in summer. there were two p5 classes, and we played each other. i was a good defender, and one of two in the class that would slide tackle (the last thing i heard about the other one is that he's dying...). i got a perfect slide tackle into this new kid who was really good at football. he's now my best friend and we share a flat. (plays here as jacko).
my classroom was now on the top floor!
we started "the tigging game where you have to help". you tig someone, then they have to help you tig everyone else. the big sheds were den.
that's my lot for p5 🙂
i also just remembered that i was beated up on the first day of p3 because i was running and managed to hit the boy running behind me (as you do) so he beat me up. actually, he hit me, then swung me around by my arms and let go.i wasn't very heavy... 🙁
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Originally posted by leisurelyslothYeah, but when I got my glasses in second grade, the frames were blue!!!!! It was awful!!! It wasn't until junior high school that I was finally allowed to pick out my own frames, and they were no longer those gastly ... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
It's ironic. Girls always thought that getting glasses was a nightmare. I always thought that a cute girl invariably looked (at least) twice as hot with the glasses! Perhaps it's the librarian thing....
Edit: I thought there was an example of this effect here, but I couldn't quite place it... ..profile pic User 44267
OK, I'm better now.
edit: They were blue and this shape: http://tinyurl.com/k5jf2