tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post6649951506844179276..comments2023-12-27T16:41:07.438-05:00Comments on Suldog: Back To SchoolSuldoghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07778845367184916684noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-3495459113332273092012-09-28T10:25:11.807-04:002012-09-28T10:25:11.807-04:00So uh, it occured to me that you emailed me some t...So uh, it occured to me that you emailed me some time back to let me know about this post, as I sparked the fire... and I never came to read it. I'm fairly sure I didn't even respond to your email. <br /><br />Well, I'm here to say, Yes, I'm an asshole, and excellent post! I love it when people hated school as much as I did, and I think I was dressed in the same damn thing as you, only 20 years later. Matt Conlonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02616567498642991754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-28398050110119258782012-08-25T16:24:24.223-04:002012-08-25T16:24:24.223-04:00Where else but Algebra class could you learn the q...Where else but Algebra class could you learn the quadratic equation? I can still recite it today, 57 years later: "Minus b plus or minus the square root of b square minus four a c over two a"<br /><br />And to think some people say what good is algebra!<br /><br />rhymeswithplaguehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10870439618129001633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-84287012768204921962012-08-25T16:23:36.059-04:002012-08-25T16:23:36.059-04:00Where else but Algebra class could you learn the q...Where else but Algebra class could you learn the quadratic equation? I can still recite it today, 57 years later: "Minus b plus or minus the square root of b square minus four a c over two a"<br /><br />And to think some people say what good is algebra!<br /><br />rhymeswithplaguehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10870439618129001633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-917468676409985962012-08-25T09:13:11.375-04:002012-08-25T09:13:11.375-04:00I still think of my 3rd grade teacher, Mrs. Doctor...I still think of my 3rd grade teacher, Mrs. Doctor. She taught me a love of math (or maybe nurtured the beginnings of my Dad)and it has served me well over the years.Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03989290418471519434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-79034261656050597112012-08-24T14:49:23.322-04:002012-08-24T14:49:23.322-04:00Hated school as a kid. Like you, I dreaded any men...Hated school as a kid. Like you, I dreaded any mention of returning. Labour Day was like a big threat looming over my beautiful summer. I still feel similarly about the end of summer. Probably a throwback to those days.Hilaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12787493532006658679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-91224118125767823212012-08-22T04:32:02.431-04:002012-08-22T04:32:02.431-04:00So I guess Pink Floyd's The Wall was you theme...So I guess Pink Floyd's The Wall was you theme album? No a bad one to have (just to have lived through) As long as you got comfortably numb when it was over...If I were God...http://if-i-were-god-or-had-his-powers.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-19363586994199579302012-08-22T00:44:59.976-04:002012-08-22T00:44:59.976-04:00ROFL ... ROFL ... Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06506274310934059070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-32118754674712653972012-08-21T22:51:05.389-04:002012-08-21T22:51:05.389-04:00i had a love/hate relationship with school. parts...i had a love/hate relationship with school. parts of it i loved. parts i hated. the teacher who nearly killed me (literally)....definitely not love. the 2nd grade teacher who saw me through the year my parents divorced....she was a godsend, pure and simple.<br /><br />oh, and i did derive disproportionate joy from irritating the teachers who thought i was too outside the box.limehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17259558876349307173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-12417932025363659452012-08-21T22:34:51.654-04:002012-08-21T22:34:51.654-04:00My summer vacation days were magical and seemed to...My summer vacation days were magical and seemed to last forever and ever and ever. By the time my kids had summer vacations, it seemed like there was hardly any time for them to just relax and be kids! I confess there were parts of school I liked (and I wasn't as smart as you - I needed that diploma!) but nothing beat summer vacation!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-40020411206283577842012-08-21T20:34:06.514-04:002012-08-21T20:34:06.514-04:00I bet that you were probably very bored in school....I bet that you were probably very bored in school. Just a thought, but knowing how bright you were and are, I think it's a safe bet to say that.<br /> Too bad that you didn't love school, (that makes me sad) but it is what it is. As a teacher, I always strove to make sure that school (my classroom) was not only a fun place to be, but an absolutely wonderful place to be! <br />After reading this blog, it makes me wonder if some of my students felt the same way as you do (did.) I have to be honest and say they probably did, even though I never knew it. <br /> Thank you for another smile... Keep 'em coming. <br />Hugs to you, my friend.<br />J.Jackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01214796594702277709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-9922165420243622062012-08-21T20:11:26.566-04:002012-08-21T20:11:26.566-04:00...they'd go to school in a leather jacket, an...<i>...they'd go to school in a leather jacket, an eye patch, a good crusty scar in some noticeable place, fingerless gloves with studs on the knuckles, some sort of weaponry hanging from the belt, and sneakers.</i><br /><br />In my neighborhood, this was kind of the uniform, minus the eye patch... unless, of course, you were also minus the eye.<br /><br />They eventually banned studs, and belts which could double, chains and the like. Really.<br /><br />That was later though. I was on the cusp, so I also remember plaid rayon pants and a doubleknit shirt with a zip collar. Probably with a pair of hush puppies. Yikes. <br /><br />I was quite happy to trade that for a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and work boots... a solid and hard-to-ban double-duty item in themselves.<br /><br />Our song:<br /><br />Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to school we go...<br />With a hand grenade and a razor blade, <br />Hi-ho, hi-ho, hi-ho...<br /><br />Really.Crickethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07584174478393760131noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-4401508850857309262012-08-21T12:18:11.222-04:002012-08-21T12:18:11.222-04:00I figured it out...
They're gonna keep moving ...I figured it out...<br />They're gonna keep moving the first day of school up to the point where it comes right after Christmas so they can promote the Christmas sales and Back-to-School in the same ads.<br />It's all a marketing ploy. <br />And, hey, isn't sending a kid, who doesn't want to go, to school, child abuse? <br />(and does that punctuation make sense?)(not necessarily your) Uncle Skiphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02705753220273516841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-41125069374820266082012-08-21T09:07:56.938-04:002012-08-21T09:07:56.938-04:00Silly Rabbit - YES! I went barefoot every chance i...Silly Rabbit - YES! I went barefoot every chance in Summer, even on the sidewalks and asphalt of Dorchester. Shoes = torture.Suldoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07778845367184916684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-66951143252872965122012-08-21T09:06:47.994-04:002012-08-21T09:06:47.994-04:00Bag Blog - Interestingly, there were way more than...Bag Blog - Interestingly, there were way more than just me wearing suits like that. My neighborhood was about 99.5% Catholic, and strongly Catholic at that, so the white suits probably outnumbered the "No White Suit" crowd.Suldoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07778845367184916684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-62243646202795684362012-08-21T08:59:13.666-04:002012-08-21T08:59:13.666-04:00Stephen - Not to become all serious here all of a ...Stephen - Not to become all serious here all of a sudden, but I've never understood that. Assuming having children was a choice for someone, why are they so damn anxious to get away from them? I think there's a disconnect in the parent - child thing somewhere if it's a great joy to be rid of your kids. I can honestly say that my folks tried to hold on to me more than they tried to rid themselves of me, and for that I am very thankful.<br /><br />Of course, I don't have kids, so maybe my thoughts would be 180 degrees if I did! :-)<br />Suldoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07778845367184916684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-80793226384769013912012-08-21T08:55:30.096-04:002012-08-21T08:55:30.096-04:00Michelle - Ugh. If I saw one of my gym teachers ye...Michelle - Ugh. If I saw one of my gym teachers year after year I would have had to shoot him or something.<br /><br />Back-to-school clothing for teachers? Sexy teachers? I'm for sexy teachers, but only in the abstract. I know from experience that having a sexy teacher means that a boy will learn nothing whatsoever. He'll spend the entire class fantasizing about her and not hear a single word she says.<br />Suldoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07778845367184916684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-88633680255940720902012-08-21T08:49:27.708-04:002012-08-21T08:49:27.708-04:00Buck - Sometimes I got the stuff advertised, usual...Buck - Sometimes I got the stuff advertised, usually not. It was the cringe-worthy thought of possibly being made to wear that crap that I was afraid of.<br /><br />We had THE basement store here in New England - Filene's Basement. Automatic markdowns every 15 days until the stuff was given to charity after 2 months or so. Still, that was high end. All the others had them, too, so I know perzackly what you mean.<br /><br />My Mom occasionally bought clothes from Spiegel (Chicago 60609) and I don't believe I ever saw anything come from those packages that I was thrilled with.<br />Suldoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07778845367184916684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-30167642021715952242012-08-21T08:38:27.571-04:002012-08-21T08:38:27.571-04:00Haphazard (and anyone else wondering) - Yes, I'...Haphazard (and anyone else wondering) - Yes, I'm the kid with not quite enough socks to reach his pants, next to the kid holding the sign.Suldoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07778845367184916684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-62543661513385327592012-08-21T04:51:06.330-04:002012-08-21T04:51:06.330-04:00....(applause)....Thanks for taking time out of yo.......(applause)....Thanks for taking time out of your life to write such a gem today Jim. (gem,Jim pretty similar i say.) Especially "The only thing I ever wanted to get out of school was me"...I laughed all the way, which is very painful right now because iv recently started regular gymming and my upper abs feel like they'll explode any minute. But the pain was welcome. You are very very funny.Absolut Ruinesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02786955215978419429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-1263036878643284972012-08-20T22:39:29.856-04:002012-08-20T22:39:29.856-04:00I loved school but always looked forward to the la...I loved school but always looked forward to the last day!Reenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17813380986631007962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-38153230682034921862012-08-20T19:16:02.254-04:002012-08-20T19:16:02.254-04:00I had crazy hair. Summertime crazy hair did not m...I had crazy hair. Summertime crazy hair did not matter. going back to school meant torture. I hated having my mom paste my hair in place and pin it every night. It made me feel like a cow had licked my head.<br />No more bare feet or red ball jets high tops. No more shorts and tee shirts... back to dresses and making sure no one saw your underwear. Made rolling in the grass difficult. Playing mush ball wasn't the same in a dress either.silly rabbithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01313221194740196751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-25137095333410799332012-08-20T18:41:30.657-04:002012-08-20T18:41:30.657-04:00Did you get beat up after your first communion? T...Did you get beat up after your first communion? That suit sucks, but it did make me LOL.Bag Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01885412195900280096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-30036077194483320292012-08-20T18:07:21.997-04:002012-08-20T18:07:21.997-04:00Here in Phoenix most schools started back TWO week...Here in Phoenix most schools started back <i>TWO</i> weeks ago. Its still 105 here almost every day. 2 out of 3 people in Phoenix have pools in their yards. You do the math on how much that sucks. Or better yet, don't, that's too much like being in school.Jenn Flynn-Shonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08441834864191292424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-78948294854829808122012-08-20T17:46:52.142-04:002012-08-20T17:46:52.142-04:00Where do I start? Okay...loved your post! You wro...Where do I start? Okay...loved your post! You wrote what the majority feels about school. It's not a wonder those homeschooled kids do so well ( the majority anyway) They don't have to endure all the crap. <br /><br />I think you read where we just had our 40th reunion. I didn't go, for some personal reasons. I have reconnected with some and am glad I have but for the most part... :) I'll leave it at that. <br />Loved the photos too. You cleaned up slick Babshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18008645437111297913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15329973.post-11708795328079212502012-08-20T15:36:13.323-04:002012-08-20T15:36:13.323-04:00Even i wished i didn't have to go, and i did w...Even i wished i didn't have to go, and i did well in school, as i loved learning and getting great grades. If i could have been home-schooled back then, it would have done me more good.messymimihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10649529601786689712noreply@blogger.com