I can't remember ever taking books home. (Except in college.) My teachers gave us enough time to finish the work in class and I never studied for tests. I figured if I didn't know it, two days of cramming wouldn't work.
Well, not home, but when I was in 9th grade (first year of high school) a senior boy really like me. He would be standing there when I came out of a class and walk with me to my next class and carry my books. I was too young to date and not really very interested in it anyway. We would meet at ballgames, sit together and talk but afterward I had to go straight home. When I started staying in the gym the last three periods each day that fizzled out. After many years later I tried to look him up when I started using Facebook. I found that he died of a drug overdose in his senior year of college. What a waste.
This post was edited by Thriftymaid at March 6, 2020 12:18 PM MST
There are some schools which have "9th grade centers" now so 10th is first year of high school.
This post was edited by my2cents at March 5, 2020 10:12 PM MST
The the system where my own kids went to school, and where my grandkids are now, 7, 8, and 9 grades are junior high school. 10th grade starts high school. I know when intersystem and interstate 9th grade results are compared 9th is considered high school. But in my mind, no. But my own experience, yes.
But had I been at the local high, it still would have been nope. At the bus to the stop nearest my home, I would have been the only one getting off for the two-kilometre walk.
Had there been a boy walking the same way, and I really, really fancied him, I would have said no.
At fourteen, I had read Germain Greer's "The Female Eunuch" and been strongly affected by it.
The only kind of boy I would have accepted would have been one who treated me as an equal, in other words, we would each have carried our own books. His not asking would have been more likely to win my heart.
This post was edited by inky at March 6, 2020 12:21 PM MST
Thriftymaid 