Tuesday, February 1, 2011

First period, act I; scene I........



High School in Ohio in the Seventies in many ways was a cool place to be; they taught us how to think, and never what to think. I am very happy to have been  publicly educated in Ohio,  the birthplace of public education, (amongst other things).

The mornings at Revere were interesting... The commons were open for hours before the opening bell, Television, coffee, doughnuts, potato chips & soda-pop, amongst many other things were available from the district superintendent as well: in the smoking lounge or the smoking area, (outside), one could purchase on a daily basis: pot, hash, acid, quaaludes, speed, chrystal T, coke, wine, liquor and most likely ass, (though I'm way too sweet to know about such things)...

Homeroom was a duty, you had to show up. Attendance, Announcements and a shift of Attention ...,(very american)...
Twenty minutes later the first period bell would ring, signaling each ones' journey to their chosen first period class; I chose free time as my first period class, and scheduled myself for library aide. Jeff D. also scheduled his first period for free time as well; study in the library...

I would go directly to the library at that time, and first check with the head librarian, Mrs. Shepheard,  (God Love Her), she then would fill me in....,(you readers don't need to know what she said, don't worry about it, I got it, You kids go back to having fun, OK?, ok.). Then, after being filled in, our first duty was to go outside and gather the "periodicals", The Akron Beacon Journal, The Plain Dealer, The New York Times, The Wall Street Journal, and one we don't quite remember, perhaps a rag from the christian science monitor ?
So.
First day of our sophomore year, we go out to collect the periodicals, and lo and behold.... There is Jeff D. ,(whom we have never met before),  guzzling whiskey from a fifth....
Well,  he looked at us as though we would turn him in; upon realizing this we took the bottle from his hand and sucked down about eight ounces of that Canadian Goodness....
We were friends.... We drank a fifth of whiskey three out of five mornings that year
Never got in trouble, almost three thousand people in pissing distance, and no one knew...
After the drinking, we would take our places within the library...
Second period we scheduled physics.... Really drunk, but we still pulled 3.8/4...

enough for now.

1 comment:

  1. and sucked down about eight ounces of that Canadian Goodness....

    Mistress MJ has been there.

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