School Day Memory: Bad Grammar
Posted in Once I Was a Kansas Girl and tagged with Childhood, Grammar, School on October 25, 2008Being the orderly, organized person that I am, I’ve wanted to have at least one memory from each year of school. This hasn’t been much of a problem, except for 5th grade. I remember 5th grade and I was old enough to remember many things, but none of my memories is particularly blogable: discussions about the bucket brigade (that I didn’t participate in), not having a specific set of friends, enjoying spelling bees, having my mom for a substitute, how much I loved my teacher, Mrs. Donahue.
But something Liz said in a comment the other day reminded me of a memory from 5th grade. A memory that is blogable and that you are bound to enjoy, or at least some of you.
I hated grammar in 5th grade. I loved math, with all the rules. Grammar rules have so many exceptions, they hardly seem like rules at all. I didn’t like my language arts teacher either, so I decided that to punish her, I’d purposely speak bad English. Words like “ain’t” became a chief part of my vocabulary. I’m not sure how that was a punishment to my teacher, but I thought it was.
Happy Saturday, everyone!
Other School Day Memories:
Kindergarten and 1st Grade: Kisses and Skunks
2nd and 3rd grade: Spitwads
3rd grade: Laundry Chutes and Floppy Disks
4th grade: Watching Whales
7th Grade: Teacher Review
8th Grade: 100 Marble Pick Up
9th Grade: Science Nerd
10th Grade: Playing in the Rain
12th Grade: Sleepovers on a School Night
College Senior Year: Why Procrastination Might Not Be My Thing
October 25th, 2008 at 8:16 am
That reminds me of 10th grade. We were studying evolution in Biology and I decided that I would punish my teacher by not studying and by coming into class and throw my book under my desk and refuse to open it. Oh the way the adolescent mind works, huh?
October 25th, 2008 at 9:21 am
I always hated those time math tests….terrible evil things! I’m not a math wizard so taking those tests were a major pain in my backside!
October 25th, 2008 at 10:03 am
I’m 40 years old and grammar still boggles my mind !
October 25th, 2008 at 11:57 am
Haha that sounds like the type of thing your brother would do…perhaps a little passive aggressive?
October 25th, 2008 at 12:09 pm
…and I mean that in the best possible way. The stories I could tell about me punishing my teachers are many.
October 25th, 2008 at 4:35 pm
I am the grammar police!! Ha Ha!! I always preferred it to math!
October 25th, 2008 at 7:24 pm
Greetings from Virginia, which, of course, is for Lovers, Politics & History! Thanks so much for dropping in for my BATW Day in the Sun…Love your blog & REALLY love this particular post! Please drop by to see me again sometime soon!
October 25th, 2008 at 8:13 pm
too funny. I wonder if you were that kid that just eked her last nerve?
October 25th, 2008 at 9:34 pm
You are so funny. I would’ve done the same thing.
October 26th, 2008 at 8:49 pm
hehehe this is too funny! Isnt it funny the plans we came up with when we were young??
October 27th, 2008 at 4:39 pm
What a cute post, I love it!! Thanks for stopping by today :)
October 29th, 2008 at 12:40 am
I only I cared as much about my grammar as I do about balancing my checkbook to the penny. Give me math any day!! LOL
October 29th, 2008 at 9:58 am
I was never allowed to use poor grammar which is why i think i do so now! LOL
Thanks for commenting on my BAtW day! :)
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