Another 5th Grade Memory

I just got in from a nice night out drinking with my buddies, and I thought I'd check the blog before I hit the sack. Oh, and before any of you mother scratchers judge me, my wife and baby are out of town, so it's not like I've been out and about on the town, neglecting my family!!! I'm solo for another few days, so I'm having fun!!

Anyway, since we're on the subject of 5th grade memories, I thought I'd chime in. I remember Mrs. Allen and her music class. It was right outside the lunch room, and you could look out her windows into a courtyard that was between her building and the 7th grade building, and on the other side you could look out onto the 5th grade playground.

Do any of you remember Mrs. Lowe? I think that's how you spelled her name. Anyway, she substituted for Mrs. Allen from time to time, and she was a hoot. She seemed to be a little crazy in the head, and I'd swear her fingers were a foot long each...and bent like a boomerang. She'd point at you if you were acting up in class, but you could never really tell who she was pointing at because her long ass fingers were so crooked!!! Cracks me up just thinking about it!!! I remember singing "Jimmy Crack Corn," "The Erie Canal," and "Waltzing Matilda" in Mrs. Allen's room. Weston and I would always joke around and sing "Jimmy Crapped Corn" instead, and always got into trouble for it.

There was another substitute teacher we had in the 5th grade. I can't remember what her name was, but I want to say it was Mrs. Pigford. We had her in Mrs. Rhett's room one time, and for whatever reasons, she started lecturing us on hygiene. I could swear she talked for almost 45 minutes about using deodorant, and if you didn't have deodorant, you could use baking soda. One of the craziest lectures I think we ever got. I mean, think about it. We were in the 5th grade, for crying out loud. I don't think any of us were even using deodorant at that stage in our lives. I think we were just looking around at each other and thinking, "What in the hell is this woman talking about??" Literally....the woman would just ramble on, almost like she was just talking to herself...and it would be about washing your "privates" and using deodorant and crap like that. We were all completely baffled. I remember Weston and me about peeing in our pants we were laughing so hard, and she was completely serious....and had no idea that all of us were cracking up the entire time. Hell, she was about 90 years old, so she couldn't see or hear any of us. And she was our substitute teacher!!!! HILARIOUS!!!!

More 5th grade music memories

Here's one that I remembered after reading Angel's. I never read Stephanie's post so this may be a repeat, but I'll never forget Bobby bringing John Cougar's Jack and Diane for us to listen to in music class. We were doing okay until it got to the point in the song where he sings "she's sittin' on Jack's lap - he's got his hands between her knees". I think it was at that point that Mrs. Allen got so flustered. She couldn't get that record off quick enough. I know it was either that point in the song or when he is "taking of those Bobbie Brooke slack and do what I please". Either way - it sent her into orbit. My memory is nothing like Jake's. I cannot remember what I did yesterday, but that one stuck.

Also, I cannot remember where I read it, but someone else not from our class has a memory that he could have added to one mentioned earlier (may have been emailed) - the one about the mailboxes and Brett driving the truck. Just so happens, I was at a church function and Brother Dennis was telling the story of following Brett back to his house that night (after hearing it on the police scanner) and just beating the police there. I couldn't believe he was telling this story after I had just read you all recalling it. I just kept quiet and listened - laughing inside, though. He went on to add the part about Brett's momma bringing him into Dennis' office the Monday after all that went down. Funny! Funny! He was laughing, too, though.

5th Grade Music Class

I was reading over some of the posts on here today and saw something that Stephanie Knight had posted about Mrs. Allen and music class...It made me have a flashback...I always liked music class, but, I did realize over years that I could not sing...But, that does not mean that the desire was not always in my heart....Anyway, I remember when we got to bring our favorite song a couple of times a year, and we could get up there and actually lip-synch to the song....Well, I remember in the 5th grade taking my most favorite song at the time and getting up there and putting my all into it....It was "PHYSICAL", by Olivia Newton John...NOW, jump ahead 25 years later and I think to myself, "WHAT THE #$%! was I doing"....That was no song that a 10 year old kid should have been up there putting her all into....But, I guess back then you really didn't think about what was being said...It was just a catchy little tune...It's almost as bad I suppose as a couple of years later when I knew every word to the PURPLE RAIN soundtrack and sang the WHOLE thing at least once a day :) OH, to be young and naive again!!!!!