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My worst day in school came in the 7th grade when after eating a large bowl of Wheaties, (After all they are the breakfast of champions) I was stricken with worst case of Gas of my young life. Needless to say I was Busted out by my best friend who was sitting next to me, who informed the whole class I was the cause of the incredable stink that day. Although after that it was almost like a contest on who could fart the longest and loudest in class when the teacher wasnt looking..

 

I don't really have a worst but maybe a best. I had an awful crush on my 5th grade teacher Sandy Brown. It was 1972 and she was a tall blonde with big blue eyes, a beautiful smile and hot even to an 11 year old. Probably looked like what some would call a "Hippie" back then. I was a bit of a troublemaker and while she never let me off the hook she liked me. I was bummed when summer came and didn't look forward to 6th grade. The first day of school I was elated to find out that she moved to teaching 6th grade and I got her again! She would have contests and take the winners out for pizza and stuff. I was the most competitive boy on earth and made sure I was a winner. If I would have had the mentality of a 25 year old when I was 12 I may have gotten myself into trouble! I actually talked to her up until the day I left for the Marines some years later. I imagine Sandy is in her mid to late 60's now but probably still a looker.

 

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I recall my worst day of school. I was in 3rd grade, but had lunch with the 4-6th graders. I was goof balling with my buddy, ran around a corner right into the 6th grade bully. He was eating an ice cream cone and upon my impact shoved it into his face. I recall getting up after seeing a bright light, and hearing a bonk sound to my head. I wish I would have stood up to that guy, never did. I tell my kids to stand up to a bully, do not wuss out like ol CJ did.

My best day of school was the last day of college to earn my B.S. degree at Cal Poly Pomona.

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Best memory of school: All of it. I always loved school

Worst memory of school: My 2nd grade class was in the library for our weekly typing class and reading hour. This particular day I happened to have to pee. Being an impatient and care-free 2nd grader I just decided to hold it. After a period of time involving me dancing around the library and shaking my legs I finally gave in and asked my teacher to use the restroom.
For whatever reason he decided that I didn't need to go at that moment and denied me the privilege to leave the library. Disappointed, but hardly bothered, I continued dancing and squirming my way from friend to friend trying to keep my mind busy when the inevitable happened. I peed my pants Not only did I pee my pants, but I peed my pants in front of my two best friends and the girl I liked.
I cried all the way to the office where I waited for my mom. She brought me a change of clothes and I was sent back to class. Nobody said anything, but when I walked through the door all I saw were the wide open eyes of every student in my class staring at me. There wasn't a place in the world I wouldn't have rather been that day.

 

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my best day of school when i graduated this last summer. me, my ladyfriend, and about 20 of my best friends went to the outer banks of North Carolina and partied on the beach for about 4 days, great times i will never forget.

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my worst day was probably my 2nd year of high school when i moved to a different school. i left a girl that i had been threw a lot with (and i mean a lot, she had cancer when i first met her), and all my friends to move out to a place where i knew no one. but it worked out well in the end because i did much better with my studies.
i learned that everything happens for a reason.

thanks for the great giveaway.
allen.

 

Thanks for the giveaway, Matt - those are some great knives! :thumbup:

I don't recall the best or worst day in school, so how about the scariest, and then the most memorable?

Scariest: The first day of fourth grade, back in 1958. For K through 3rd grade I went to a one room country school. There were 10 - 12 students in the whole school - K through 8th grade - and one teacher. We were all farm kids. In my class there were two students - myself and Virginia Porter. At any rate, they were closing a lot of these one room country schools at the time and sending the kids into town. So I went from a very small school, where everyone (all 10 - 12 of us ) knew everyone, to this huge three story school in town, with probably 175 - 200 kids in grades K through 6th. Very scary to a nine year old!

Most memorable: Friday, November 22, 1963. The day President John F. Kennedy was assassinated. I don't remember the exact time, but I remember being in class and hearing the announcement over the intercom that the President had been shot. Some time later they announced that the President was dead. If you were old enough at that time, you will always remember where you were and what you were doing when you heard the news of the assassination. If that was before your time, and you're an American, you will similarly always remember where you were and what you were doing on September 11, 2001, when you heard of the terrorist attacks on this country.

 

Best? Either of the times I won the championship bout as a boxer in HS. Either that, or the day I finally decided enough was enough and beat the hell out of a guy who'd been bullying me.

 

Well thanks!

Sunday is my daughter's 3rd birthday party, too.

 

First of all, good luck with the new career and thank you for this giveaway!

I reckon my oddest time at school was when the 4th grade teacher asked my parents to meet with her about my reading. She thought it was odd that I was reading Robert Ruark's Old Man and the Boy in class when I should have been doing something else.

I have always loved to read and always read above my grade level, but with the exception of Mark Twain and Joseph Conrad I never liked any of the "required reading" in any class.

 

Thanks for the giveaway, and good luck with your new career.

I'd have to say my best experience with school was being accepted into my course I nominated to get into.

 

Grade and high school weren't all that memorable. But I had a lot of interesting times in graduate school. There are two that stand out a bit.

I was at the University of St. Andrews, Scotland, studying political Islam and terrorism with Magnus Ranstorp, who is known for being on a first name basis with some of the leaders of Hamas and Hezbollah (you will see him from time to time on CNN as a talking head). Magnus is a great guy, typical Scandinavian. Anyway, he was engaged at the time, but his fiancee broke the engagement. He informed us the next day that all future seminars would be in the pub. Okay. Now our class had members of the Canadian navy, a British major, and post-grads like me. We knew Magnus was upset, but none of us was quite sure how to handle the situation. So, we show up at the pub at 10AM and start ordering coffee and tea. Magnus shows up a few minutes later and asked us what the hell we were doing. This was a pub, and we should all be drinking. He then ordered a pint. The rest of that seminar was interesting. Setting aside the personal stuff, I learned a lot.

The other experience was a rough one. I was in law school at Georgetown on 9/11. Actually, I even had an interview with the CIA (which was cancelled). Georgetown Law is not in Georgetown. It is on Capitol Hill. I drove into DC that morning on 395 past the Pentagon before the plane hit. I was actually doing research in the law library when things started happening. It is interesting. I had my computer set up and learned of the attacks via instant message from friends in Kansas and Scotland. Another student and I informed the librarian of what was happening as there were reports of a bomb at the OEB, which was just down the road. At that time, the powers that be closed the law school. The librarian enlisted my assistance to get the other students out of the law library, many who had no idea what was happening. I got many stunned looks that day. I listened to Tom Brokaw on the radio as I drove out of DC. I knew the Pentagon had been hit, so I headed out through NE DC (not a nice area). I was in front of Union Station when the first Tower fell. At that point, the Congressional staff was pouring out of the Capitol. I had done graduate studies of terrorism and knew that was the time to hit DC and I was in the wrong place. There was no one on the streets in NE DC. I swung around DC on 495 and crossed the Potomac on the Eisenhower bridge. I could see the smoke from the Pentagon clearly. The next day, I drove through that same smoke plume on my way to law school, an experience and smell I will never forget. An interesting side note. In January 2001, I took a course in law school on the international law of the use of force. My professor had been a member of the Clinton national security team. My thesis was that it was entirely legal under international law to preemptorily use force against states that sponsor or support terrorism. She disagreed with me and lowered my grade for political reasons. I ran into her in September 2001, she apologized for being academically vindictive and agreed that in hindsight my thesis was correct. I merely looked at her and said, "you think?"

As another side note, I did eventually get another interview with the CIA. Remember, I have a law degree and a graduate degree in International Security Studies, studied terrorism, political Islam, and gave them a copy of my thesis. Three years after the initial interview, I received a letter saying that the CIA was still checking my background. Aside from a few speeding tickets, I have nothing my record. Oh well, there's your government for you.

 

sounds like you experienced some very interesting stuff. so do we have a future mitch rapp on our hands?

 

Not at all, I now live a quiet life doing corporate/real estate law.

 

Elliott, one day, I hope to make it to Blade (just to make it to Blade). I hope I have the good fortune to meet many of you kind people, and I hope I have the presence of mind to take you up on that. I never really figured that one out. If you know the field at all, I did good academic work with Ranstorp and Bruce Hoffman. I always figured I should have been a shoe-in.

Oh well, if life had taken me down that path, I would not have the two wonderful children I have today. I would not trade them for anything.

 

No real best, worst is missing the first day of buck in college because of an exam only to find out the professor had his assistant give the test because he went hunting. First, first day ever missed.

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