tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656921634940224775.post5083067915320022239..comments2024-02-11T15:29:31.409-05:00Comments on Richard's Pretension: Back to SchoolRichard Bellushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10108081864942272619noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656921634940224775.post-83902909060421801992014-08-30T11:54:31.067-04:002014-08-30T11:54:31.067-04:00Married your high school sweetheart… Wow, that’s s...Married your high school sweetheart… Wow, that’s so retro it is radical. Even by my age cohort that had become rare. Good job.<br /><br />Yes, Senior year is definitely the best – even if it’s lousy it is better than the others. Seniors are the aristocracy on campus. The aristocracy was ritually overthrown at my school with seizures of the Senior Porch. I recounted one such event at my “un-blog” site: <a href="http://richardbellush2.blogspot.com/2012/10/the-final-conquest.html" rel="nofollow">The Final Conquest</a> <br />Richard Bellushhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10108081864942272619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656921634940224775.post-89433349553006625312014-08-29T11:28:56.021-04:002014-08-29T11:28:56.021-04:00Yeah, I would say high school is not high on my li...Yeah, I would say high school is not high on my list of years. In fact I vividly remember sitting in Health class my freshman year, being bored out of my mind. The girl sitting behind me was a pal from Junior high. She leaned forward when the teacher's back was turned and whispered "And remember this Roman, these are supposed to be the BEST years of our lives." I just lost it, and got an annoyed look from the teacher. :)<br /><br />The best year of high school for me was Senior year. I came out of my shell a bit, made new friends, met my wife and actually took some classes I was interested in. But aside from that high school was pretty much a drudgery of boredom and just staying under the radar. My mother, who was very popular in high school, still doesn't get why I don't look back fondly on those years. For me, college was a much better experience. The fact that I got to think for myself was a revelation, and really made me appreciate what education could really be.Roman J. Martelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09545497713474664555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656921634940224775.post-36226110541024225082014-08-16T15:46:22.733-04:002014-08-16T15:46:22.733-04:00Assuming one avoided an Uncle Sam financed tour of...Assuming one avoided an Uncle Sam financed tour of Southeast Asia the 60s and 70s were a marvelous time to be young in the US. Despite political turmoil, in everyday life the era was far more laid back and free-wheeling (to mix metaphors) than today. I felt more free than I ever have since. Yet, high school was still high school, and the only real advantage the bulk of them had over the bulk of them today is that they were easier to leave. The local public high school, like many, had an open campus which students were free to leave between classes – part of the trend back then toward lower ages for adult privileges. Now the trend is all the other way with raised drinking ages, staged drivers licenses and schools under lockdown.<br /><br />Yes, we never fully appreciate our opportunities until they pass. I sure didn’t. But then at 16, I suppose it would be unusual if we did.<br />Richard Bellushhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10108081864942272619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656921634940224775.post-78006139846951746262014-08-16T11:53:23.536-04:002014-08-16T11:53:23.536-04:00I can't say I hated high school as much as I w...I can't say I hated high school as much as I was just indifferent to it. When I was starting my junior year in high school we moved, and I really didn't regret it. I guess I was ready to do something different. What's weird is there really wasn't that much bullying at that school compared to the former school. Oh you'd get jeering, wedgies, and such in PE class and I thought the couches were assholes, but everyone there pretty much did their own thing and left everyone else alone. It was an odd environment. <br /><br />My only wish is that I had taken better advantage of those years, but I was (still am) introverted, so didn't care to be popular, but wish I had taken other things in some of the courses offered in school, and studied harder. That said though, when we moved I landed a paper route in our neighborhood, and I loved that. It afforded me a bit of spending money, and I loved growing up in that time. It's not all good, but I'm good with it. :)El Voxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05985563041511492981noreply@blogger.com