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Monkey's school memoirs
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Monkey's school memoirs

Well, Imincollegenow (Is that it?) Made a recount of his whole school experience. And it sounds pretty fun so here goes I guess. This should be short since I write short naturally. Likely no one will read this since it's kind of short and retarded but I though I would write my memory's down.


Preschool

I remember it was a little red building built to resemble a little school house. A two or three room If I recall. Every morning we would all gather at a little plastic table, When the teacher called role call despite the fact she new we were all there, I always said present. Thinking it was actually meant a gift. Every day we would go out to have a recess break. Most kids played around in the main yard but me and this other kid always went to the side of the building and sat inside a giant tire. I remember him for his signature plaid shirt he always wore. Usually we either played rock paper scissors or talked about where the tire came from. I also remember when a local fire truck pulled to the side of the school and let us touch it. I haven't seen the preschool in the last 4 years. Im not sure if it's still there.

Kindergarten

Kindergarten has few memory's for some reason.

1st Grade

Since kindergarten was cut off from many of what the rest of the school experienced there was the don of many things. Music class 3 days a week by mrs. susac. P.E taught by mr. rosco. We all generally hated music and loved P.E and cherished the 2 days a week of it. Playing all sorts of fun games. Not to forget lunch. (Kindergarten you packed your own) The lunch was shitty but we didn't know better. And most importantly recess, Twice a day. Which I will explain more in second grade.

2nd Grade

For the lack of memory here, (1st - 3rd are nearly the same) I will explain the traditions of lunch and recess. For lunch we would all line up single file in the classroom. Then walk single file down the hall then line along the wall along which little blue card holders that held a card for each student. Then they would retrieve there card and hand it to the designated person sitting at a little computer thing, Then they would set it in a little white basket, To return the next day. After we eat we would wait to all be dismissed to recess. Recess was consistent of a large tarmac above. (Which we were restricted to on mildly rainy days) and a ramp which lead below to a array of play stuff.

3rd Grade

Well same as 2nd. I do remember a system in which you were rewarded for something you earned fake money or something. And at the end of the year there was an auction which you bought crap.



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4th Grade

This is when I met my best friend, My worst enemy and shit storms were had. I remember walking in late the first day of school. I turned to the kid that would become by best friend, The first thing I ever said to him was. "Did I miss anything?" And then the first he said to me was "Not really." I sat down at the desk next to him that was empty. Me being late that day probley changed my life. I knew other kids, Chances are I would be sitting next to them. But I ended up there. It not only made a lifelong friend but I learned the first few weeks to hate school.

Back then I was your nice kid. The kid that liked school, Tried his best and behaved. I was directly next to my soon to be best friend andrew and soon to be worst enemy john. They were average kids, Didn't like school threw little pieces of paper at one another and such. I wanted to fit in. I always brought in little caramels which I shared with andrew and john. I nervously threw little caramel rappers to fit in, Soon doing things against the rules came naturally. It was fun. Soon us three were bound together by the love of raising hell for lulz. But the bond between me and andrew was stronger. I quickly picked up on his interest of science and however john did not. Andrew also picked qualities up from me. John drew apart. His acts of hell raising were to far. He had started to act not out of lulz but out of being a douchebag. My hate for him would develop in to a rage in time. For now he drifted apart.

Me and andrew had hit it off well. Ever since then we have been friends. But there was an issue. My old friend arilla. Now arilla did not like me and andrew together as friends. She became jealous. She told lies about andrew backstabbing me. I was torn between two friends but I came to knew arilla's little plot and left her. In the next years I would never talk to her again.

Later in the year we had sought a enemy. Kyler, The mentally unstable child who annoyed the shit out of anyone unlucky enough to have to sit next to him. Well we ended up sitting next him. Desperate for him to move I repeated antidisestablishmentarianism for about 3 hours straight. He then had a breakdown. Stood up and pointed at us and screamed "I CANT STAND YOU TWO ANYMORE" I can only say... That was fucking hilarious! I almost died trying to keep myself from laughing my ass off. Yes cruel but funny. We got away with it to.

The only other few memory's is when we had to make a paper model of a trading village when everyone else sucked, We made a perfectly scaled fur warehouse, Complete with exact furnishing and structural design. I also remember a project about northwest animals. Making petrified paper balls. And during a national reading day when all my friends gathered together and took the best spot, In the corner with a full book shelf couch and beanie bags.

That's my recollection of 4th grade.

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What's your name on Stick Arena?

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I've seen so much shit done to youth and for some reason, this has made me angrier than I've felt in years. Abuse and oppression happens all over the world. It's a terrible reality of modern society, but we've all accepted that it happens and we're doing what we can to fight it and build a better world.
But this...this mindless, condescending disrespect toward people who have no legal voice with which to defend themselves, this reduction of parents' betrayal into a cheap crack about kids being computer-savvy...it's like watching a surgeon joke about life insurance while his patient bleeds to death on the operating table. The media's job is to protect society from oppression and they've drawn a clear line between the people worth protecting and the people that don't matter. How can they people sleep at night?

You're a journalist. DO. YOUR. FUCKING. JOB.

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Oo, fun. I'm a do it, too.

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My stick arena name is monkey666423

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I was procrastinating so reviving to put some more in. This is just random thoughts if it sounds weird.

5th Grade

I have a good collection of memory's. First off the 5th grade teacher was a total lazy fuck. (he also left a shitload of coffee cups lying around I remember) Which made 5th grade easy. He never graded anything. There were just piles upon piles of paper surrounding the turn in box (Oddly placed at the back of the room) which had already been filled so we were forced to spill out onto the counter. So the day went like this, My lazy ass teacher either A: passed out a worksheet for us to do or B: wrote 5-10 huge long division problems at random on the board and told us to do them. At which point he would go back to his desk and do something on his computer. I say something since no one knows what he did on that computer. When ever you go to ask him something he always turns his monitor off right away. And with all those papers pilled up he sure as hell wasn't grading. Our bets are waged between porn and solitare.

I also remember how I used to have my own little kingdom in my desk. I loved it back when you kept crap in your desk. It was like my second home. We played with eraser men (pencil toppers with faces on them) accompanied by eraser vehicles and tanks (big erasers that they sat on) and made glue crafts (You would be amazed by what elmer's glue and some ingenuity can make) We also had some cubbies but people didn't use those to much.

Speaking of erasers, There was the 5th grade eraser poop war. (I know that sentence sounded like some stereotypical and lame book about 8-10 year old kids doing things way more interesting things then any kid ever will, All while dealing with annoying brothers bullies and parents. I swear those kind of books are every other children's book ever made)
Basically, Eraser "poop" Is ground up eraser which felt good to handle. And we were bored. So after some chain of events me and this other kid were pitted up against 3 other kids. We both had our own processes. There method was the scissor cut method. Which is cutting up erasers with scissors obviously. quality sucked, but they made lots. However we went with the scissor shave method. Ours was of a much higher quality. Super fine no color mix. We didn't make much though. Anyway we argued for awhile about whose was better.

We also found this maintenance shaft. There was this door left unlocked. We opened it and found a dark tunnel running all the way down the hall, Jutting with pipes. Our school had a boiler and radiator system for heat so that must have been the maintenance shaft. We were going to go in later and hope the janitor would forget to come back and lock the door and then come back later. It was locked when we came back but oh well.

We also sold airheads in 5th grade to raise money I think.

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Ever notice how the memories get progressively larger as you reach present day?

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I'm trying to think of why you remember pre-school but not kindergarten.
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Probably because Kindergarten is monotonous and repetitive.

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This has some copypasta with stuff added into it. it's from one of my school reports about middle school to save time. Parts of it may sound weird.

6th Grade

It all began on the first day of 6th grade (Well, 6th grade "camp" to be exact.) Middle school was such a big thing back then. I can still remember the wild speculations we had. That the teachers would be mean (An accurate assumption.) and that bully's were waiting around every corner to rip your face off, along with a whole host of irrational reasoning. When we got there it wasn't as bad as we imagined of course. But it took awhile to fit in. New things like periods instead of a home room, and such a big school from the one we had been at. The classes were both good and bad. I was very joyful about having gym everyday as it was only two times a week in elementary school, the other three days taken up by the dreaded music class. Which was hardly a favorite when comparing to playing games. Although at the same time I was let down by finding I had math every day, not my strong point by a long shot. The first day which everyone in there right mind was downright scared of was not that bad. After awhile we began settling into our routines. Alot of teachers cut 6th graders some breaks the first few weeks. The kids were not to terrible,(well some were massive dicks but we got around that) Asides from being freakishly tall. Of course they were 8th graders and we were fresh from 5th but to this day I swear that generation was taller then normal.

The year went okay for some period of time until Mrs. **** started with her douchbagery. I was always a good reader and got good scores on all my tests. At the same time I was never a good speller and didn't get good scores. Pretty soon Mrs. **** started saying how If I was such a good reader I should have better spelling scores. Pretty soon the reading excuse applied to everything. After long periods of annoyance I had enough and transfered to Mr. ******** class. That was much better then that whore bag. Plus her class was a huge fucking bore fest. I actually got to leave during this huge project that I was bombing so my grades never suffered.

I also remember my 3rd period math class. Oh god. I swear it was like an eternal hell. Of course, My new math teacher has her challenges but this class was living hell out of boredom. A class period felt like a year there.

In other news I never was to good with my bullshit locker that year.

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Quote:That's all I need to go... Do something else.

*cough*fapping*cough*

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No, I just couldn't think of a witty reason.

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'off to kill a Jew or something'?

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No. (lol that reminds me of a horribly funny jew joke someone told me today, not very funny in text though)

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Post it anyway.

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Why do jews have big noses?
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Because air is free!

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monkey Wrote:Why do jews have big noses?
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Because air is free!
Win.

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