This really made me think back!
I started out kind of weird. I was really into sports, books, music and art. I huge out with the French/math accelerated crowd, and we had lots of fun. I sang in the school choir, and read a LOT of books.
But by grade 11, I was going through alienation and severe angst. I got depressed, and kind of dropped out. I maintained my high marks, but was more concerned with impressing people with how alienated I was, than actually accomplishing anything.
Grade 12 was the worst year of my life. I got into drugs, alcohol, left home in January, and basically showed up at school when I felt like it. Except I was actually the Captain of my house league, and I still did well in sports so I stayed involved in sports. Oh yes, and on the school newspaper and literary magazine. It was hard to peg me, I guess. I also lost a lot of weight before I got into grade 12, which I found very hard to handle. I wasn't fat before, but I became very thin, and had a lot of guys after me. Not that I cared.
Oh yes, this was the 60's - I was a hippie wanna-be for a few years in there. After I graduated, I became a real hippie. And somehow I did graduate and with marks high enough to go onto university. My chem final was my favourite. I had a rule that if a chemical compound had more than three syllables in it, I guessed at the multiple choice answer. Final mark: 67. It was my lowest mark in all my schooling, but I was enormously proud -because I had guessed at most of the answers. Sort of perverse!
No, high school is not my favourite time. We had a group of us that used to meet back in my home city about every 6 months. One woman was a doctor, and she asked about what I was doing. I told her about being a teacher and now working on my MDiv at that point. I also told her how well all my grown children were doing. She was totally shocked and said, "You really had a hard time in high school, didn't you? But you certainly have straightened your life around." Well, it was God who totally turned my life around, but that is the next decade!
I started out kind of weird. I was really into sports, books, music and art. I huge out with the French/math accelerated crowd, and we had lots of fun. I sang in the school choir, and read a LOT of books.
But by grade 11, I was going through alienation and severe angst. I got depressed, and kind of dropped out. I maintained my high marks, but was more concerned with impressing people with how alienated I was, than actually accomplishing anything.
Grade 12 was the worst year of my life. I got into drugs, alcohol, left home in January, and basically showed up at school when I felt like it. Except I was actually the Captain of my house league, and I still did well in sports so I stayed involved in sports. Oh yes, and on the school newspaper and literary magazine. It was hard to peg me, I guess. I also lost a lot of weight before I got into grade 12, which I found very hard to handle. I wasn't fat before, but I became very thin, and had a lot of guys after me. Not that I cared.
Oh yes, this was the 60's - I was a hippie wanna-be for a few years in there. After I graduated, I became a real hippie. And somehow I did graduate and with marks high enough to go onto university. My chem final was my favourite. I had a rule that if a chemical compound had more than three syllables in it, I guessed at the multiple choice answer. Final mark: 67. It was my lowest mark in all my schooling, but I was enormously proud -because I had guessed at most of the answers. Sort of perverse!
No, high school is not my favourite time. We had a group of us that used to meet back in my home city about every 6 months. One woman was a doctor, and she asked about what I was doing. I told her about being a teacher and now working on my MDiv at that point. I also told her how well all my grown children were doing. She was totally shocked and said, "You really had a hard time in high school, didn't you? But you certainly have straightened your life around." Well, it was God who totally turned my life around, but that is the next decade!