I was 7 years old, some people came to our school with some animals including a snake. I sat down on a chair and they placed it on my lap. The first thing I thought before I touched it was that it was going to be slimey, and would slip out of my hands and slide across the floor. However, it felt dry, It was big but I wasn't afraid. Since then I've never really been frightened of them, obviously this one wasn't dangerous and generally they are, so I am not in the habit of approaching them.



When I first started school, I had one teacher who had huge hair and she used to frighten me. I remember crying and wanting to go home, her hair was unkempt and wild, for some reason I found this very scary at age 5.

any lasting memories from your school days as a child?

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[This message was edited Sat May 8 5:19:47 2004 by Lleena]

That's a cute story. I like snakes too.

When i was at primary school (about 7) i really liked this girl. So i thought for some dumb reason I could impress her by stealing one of her jam tarts at lunchtime in the playground. She cried and went to tell teacher. So thinking quickly, i ran over to the climbing frame, went to the top and threw myself off onto the floor. Began wailing.

Before the girl i liked could get to the teacher, the teacher came running over to me and took me inside, comforting me and giving me a free glass of milk. Heh, heh, heh.

Job done. And i got together with the girl a few weeks later.

can'tspelledit
[This message was edited Sat May 8 5:26:47 2004 by TheFrog]

TheFrog said:

Werent U downloading from me a short while ago?

SexLovely said:

Say what?

TheFrog said:

I checked who was downloading from me on KaZaa and the username was TheFrog.AtHome or something.....thought it had 2 B U.


No?

SexLovely said:

Nope. Don't do kazaa.

He/she is a fraud!

TheFrog said:

I just cut 'em off!!

SexLovely said:

Bastard. Good for you.

I never went to school . I was tutored by angels.

Cloudbuster said:

And obviously not very well as I can't put my full stops in the right place.

Cloudbuster said:

TheFrog said:

Cloudbuster said:

TheFrog said:

I'm sorry.

I'll be good. I promise.

TheFrog said:

I remember something:
I was in seventh grade. My family wasn't poor but we didn't have alot of extra money. And my mom never spent alot on clothes for herself or my sister and I. She doesn't belive in that. (must be where I get my refusel to carry status bags and wear clothes w/ designer's logo all over them.) I had no style (looked like a walking yard sale), not very many friends and was 30lbs overweight. I often ate lunch alone because the couple of friends I had ate at different times. Such was the day when a boy (who's famliy probably had less money than mine) threw a dime at me and yelled "Here's your welfare check!" I don't remember if I cried right there or not but I was very unhappy. I think I've pretty much been "obcessed"(as my family says) w/ money ever since.
I hope that by my 40th birthday I'm worth $3million. In my wildest dreams I get on the cover of Forbes and look like a supermodel and there's a story on how I went from humble janitor to millionairess (It'll never happen, but that's why it's a "wild" dream).

Cloudbuster said:

OH!!!

I was thinking to myself, why would U miss out on school to be tortured by angels??

Cuz thats just rediculously stupid.

Obviously where I was "educated" they werent too good at teaching how 2 read.

Thats the british education system 4 ya.

LaCoyta said:

And I hope that I'll be yr boyfriend at this time.

SexLovely said:

YUP! I was scared of my kindergarten teacher...she apparantly "loved" me (my mum kept tellin me dat...i was like huh?) she always made me nervous when i didn't get things done right and always said 'do this or that or i'll GROWL at you' now at age 4-5 DAT was scary!!!

I was scared of people wif wild hair n beards when i was lil too! One of my uncle's highschool friends scared da hell out of me..actually 2 of them did...poor guys they used to come over 2 my nana's house...n while they were at da door i'd be FULL ON SCREAMING not wantin to let them inz!!!

lilmissmissy said:

I know what u mean. My 3rd grade teacher was a yeller. If her door is open and she's yelling u can hear her halfway down the hall.

when i was really small they used to require us to take naps after lunch. we all had to bring a little rug we could lie down on. i remember each and every day feeling like there was NO way i'd fall asleep cause i was too wound up, and each and every day the next thing i knew the teach was gently waking me up

XxAxX said:

Ahhh...how cute

What a great thread, Llee. School was such a pleasant time and formative in so many ways. Just thinking about it now gives me a sense of peace... I remember in kindergarten we didn't really have lunch because we only had a half a day of school, but we would have "snack time" instead, which usually consisted of cookies and milk. I remember that each week the teacher would appoint a milk monitor, who was in charge of going down the hall to the cafeteria and getting the requisite number of milk containers, straws, and napkins. This task was usually assigned to one of the "good" boys or girls, someone the teacher felt was worthy and responsible. The first time I wasn't chosen, the task went to little Lisa whatsername...obviously the teacher couldn't tell Lisa was just being a kiss ass! I wasn't worried though, I was sure my virtue would shine through and I would be chosen next. So I waited and drank my milk in silence. But as the months went by it became clear to me that this position was politically motivated or perhaps that the other students were bribing the teacher or had friends in high places! Why else would the teacher choose that little piece of shit Craig!! He never got enough straws for everybody either!! That bitch!! That know-nothing is probably in jail today! Grrr! That made me so mad!! It's fucking milk for crying out loud!! Just let me go down the hall and get the fucking milk!! I'm not asking to clap the erasers or anything, damn!!! I'll have your job!! I swear to God!!!!

Ahhh good times...

When I was at school. I saw an angel fly past the classroom light. Only I saw it, nobody else did..

Also, my teacher had very shiny nails - always!

I used to lick my nails to make them shiny like my teachers, but they would soon dry. I couldnt understand how my teachers nails stayed so shiny for so long, and I never saw her lick them. It was really confusing me.

Wasnt until years later I discovered she wore clear nail varnish..

REDFEATHERS said:

I remember you saying this before.

INSATIABLE said:

Now I am repeating myself...

Ok, when I was at school I got smacked hard on the bum by my teacher.
It was raining outside and I took off my socks and shoes and danced in the muddy puddles..

When I was in junior school my class were walking down the corridor to go into the main hall for a drama lesson. I remember being quite excitable about something and I did a leap into the hall like a ballet dancer. Unbeknown to me there was an assembly going for a group of infants. Every head turned round. I was very embarassed!

I was also well behaved at school. However, I was sent out of a science lesson for eating a Fox's mint. The supply teacher, Mr.Shalom (from Israel and claiming he could fly. There's more too.. ) said as I made my way out..'Mr.Davies this is not a McDonalds'!!