Relive Your Finest Junior High School Moments...
Category: Kitchen Sink...
Posted Sunday, September 04, 2005 at 10:16 PM [GMT-6]

Those moments would entail, of course, the untold hours spent nodding off to the raspy sounds and flickering lights of those truly awful "educational films" that were a staple in every American science, health and history class during the '50s and '60s. If you were one of the Chosen Ones (read: class suck-up) you were allowed to thread the reels through the projector, and rewind 'em when the film finished.

As with all the Good Stuff nowadays, there's a website. I'm looking forward to downloading a few of the old documentaries related to the oil and gas industry. I hope I can stay awake.

[As an added attraction, when you click on one of the film links you are presented with a download page where you can write a review of the film. For those who feel that your running classroom commentary would later inspire episodes of MST3K, but which was viewed only as a one-way ticket to the principal's office by the unappreciative teacher, this is your chance to (re)shine.]

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Some schools were running those films as late as the 80s. By my time, it was always the class nerd (not the class suck up) who got to run the projector. No, it wasn't me.

I was too busy contributing to a productive classroom learning environment.

Really spiffy find, Eric!

Have you seen this?

Trailer's up!

Posted by: Mr. Freen at September 4, 2005 11:27 PM

Feel free to excise this, Eric, (my reality seldom fits any kind of acceptable Protestant mold *sigh*) but my happiest juior high school moments were spent in stairwells with girls named Sharon, Cindy, Linda, and Carolyn. Simple truth.

Posted by: Roscoe at September 5, 2005 03:25 AM

Trailer's up!

"Keep off the grass." Indeed. Heh.

Roscoe, I was, of course, being sarcastic with the post title. But, you didn't say whether your happiest moments were also your finest moments. ;-)

Posted by: Eric at September 5, 2005 07:54 AM

I too spent many happy moments in stairwells with girls I lus... liked. It was between classes and we were going up or down the steps in a crowd of people. That's the only time girls would tolerate being close to me back then.

Of course, I'm a total playa now. Ahem.

Posted by: Jim at September 5, 2005 09:30 AM
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