High School

My high school English literature teacher was usually hung over at our Monday class. My history teacher never changed his tie or socks, and my homeroom teacher slept her way through our basketball team. Our high school library more often than not had the volumes we needed
missing or defaced beyond use. I cannot recall ever watching a film or slide presentation without the equipment breaking down. Looking back at the chaotic study halls, the continual attempts to get around the rules and the intense student socializing, I have to wonder what the school system prepared me for. Certainly…