- Teachers Bending / Teacher's-Butt-in-your-face: Never noticed this either. But one had horrible breath.
- Rise and Shine: I always got up just fine. My sister on the other hand wouldn't. Lost track of all the times she made me late because I had to drive her. To this day she's still late for everything.
- Health/Sex Education Class: Closest thing we had to sex ed was they brought in a couple jocks and a swimsuit video, and kept telling us how were supposed to feel all turned on over it. Sorry I was a late bloomer, I didn't get it. No real education. Also a very high percentage of teen pregnancies for how small of a school it was.
- Teacher's Pet: I was for math and woodshop. Didn't bother me, because these teachers would pull me out of government class (which I hated) to help with fun stuff.
- Bullies: Ongoing health issues made me extremely undersized and in a tiny town, bullies were inevitable. I took my things home many times and wished never to come back.
- School Lunch: Elementary I liked a few things, especially the soy burgers. Never once ate at school for all 6 years of high school. Thankfully it was open campus, just walk a few blocks up to the store, friend's house, mom's restaurant.
- Algebra: I loved math. I was a whiz on both TI and Casio programmable calculators and they had just hit the market. Some of the younger girls called me Mr. Calculator.
- Mean Teachers: One in particular. Had tenure on his side, he would spend most of the class with his feet on his desk reading the newspaper. Didn't even check papers, he would make us switch with somebody then just record those grades even though most people screwed up the checking. He would loudly call you stupid if you asked a question. Made rude comments about a girl's makeup then walked up and squirted her face with his water bottle till she was a mess and she left in tears. Also was the girls basketball coach and eventually got fired (only as coach) for hitting on the girls. Eventually retired and died of cancer in his 60s. I'm not sad.
- Exams: I always seemed to do just fine. I didn't cram before them. I just did a quick review at the last minute and called it good.
- Homework: Very rarely had any homework. Managed to get everything done at school. Then again by my senior year, I had 3 study halls.
Which brings me to the thing I hated the most (except the bullying of course). It was a town of 400 people. At least half the people (not me) were related to the school staff, how you got treated depended on your last name. People beat me up and they'd go free and I'd be in detention. Everybody spread so thin wearing many different hats, they knew a little bit of everything and were an expert in nothing. There was just so few offerings, and unlike today, no choice to change schools, or to take early college courses, and weren't allowed to leave early. I'd have had 4 study halls (out of 7 class periods) if they didn't let me take a 5th year of shop so I'd at least have something to do. I noticed after I left they got rid of the woodshop, the teacher retired and went off to play music. I went as far as the math teacher knew. I taught the drafting (also shop) teacher things. All they had in band was wind instruments, no strings, I didn't have the lungs for that. I hated sports anyway, but you either played basketball or nothing. Didn't even have home-ec because nobody to teach it. Our library (in the lunchroom) was always closed because nobody was ever there to run it. Elementary school was one box divided by wheeled chalkboards, so you'd have to listen to the first graders singing every day. They had a wolf spider habitat that got loose once, plagued us for months. 5th and 6th grade were in the same room.
Hands down I'd rather live in the middle of nowhere. But if I HAD to live in a city/town of some sort, make it a bigger place. I'd not like the traffic and noise, but I'd have offerings and anonymity, plus availability for delivery so I wouldn't even have to go out as much and deal with that traffic. A small town has no offerings, nothing but misery with all the headgames they play. It's quiet to go out, but I'm never alone, the whole town knows my life and makes it into whatever they want. Then they rig their prices and whether they will service you, based on who you are. I've seen it with my dad and others. Like about half of us, I left immediately. Townies stuck around, one in my class married his cousin, had kids, kept the cycle going.
My daughter is in the ideal place down in Grand Rapids. Goes to a huge school with offerings for anything she could ever want. But is just 1/4 mile off the highway on a quiet woodsy 10 acres, for half the rent as you'd pay up here.
Same as with my job. I enjoyed school and learning things. I always got good grades. I just couldn't stand where I had to do it.