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[mistymassey]

This is the kind of class I always liked best in school.

Senior year of high school, I only needed two classes to graduate, so I could leave at noon if I wanted to. My mother, who felt that a half-day off was wasted time, convinced me to sign up for afternoon sessions of English 101 and History 101 at the local university extension. The history class was great because of the teacher, and one of our coolest lessons was the day he had us march around the building with giant cardboard shields, forming a phalanx. I've never forgotten what a phalanx looks like, nor how it works, because of him.

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[dwlikeebeinlost.livejournal.com]

On a slightly different note, in high school my psych teacher told us that we were "never going to need to know what an aggrogett(sp) is in your day to day life" (an aggrogett is a group of people that have nothing in common what so ever, but are gathered together for a purpose; ie people in the line for a movie are an aggrogett(sp).) she then smiled and said. "Years from now you will remember what an aggroget is because I said that you will never need to know what it is. Welcome to my world, where you have uttlerly useless knowledge inside of your head that you cannot forget."

^_____^

8 yrs later, I still remember it. (She also said that her psych teacher did that to her too!)

[johnbroadfoot.livejournal.com]

I was in a similar situation in my senior year. We actually had a rifle range at our high school and for part of the year, I was the rangekeeper. I also did bird shows on the weekends, but I think you got the better end of the deal.