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[MrOogieBoogie]

I recall the science room in 4th grade. I don't remember the teacher's name, but he was a jolly old man with a single-tracked mind for all things science. His clothing was modest if drab, and his glasses slid down his face every time he reached down to grab a rogue frog. The room was relegated to the far reaches of the school. It didn't have a chalkboard; it didn't have seating for the students or teacher. In a way it made sense to sit on the floor of this earthen environment with its mess of plants collecting what little light poured through the uppermost window, with its frogs croaking in their tanks and salamanders slipping beneath pottery and snakes coiling about themselves atop leaves and fish staring dumb-eyed at inquisitive children. There were stacks of books and magazines about nature and astronomy and chemistry and physics and environmental science and dogs and cats and there was an old, dusty fat TV rolled out from corner and we watched the Magic School Bus once a week. Loved it.

 

[rtcn63]

I got jumped

 

[GameAddict411]

Listening to my teacher explain how homosexuals should be arrested and killed by my religious studies teacher in 8th grade. It doesn't help that I am gay as well.

 

[MrOogieBoogie]

Listening to my teacher explain how homosexuals should be arrested and killed by my religious studies teacher in 8th grade. It doesn't help that I am gay as well.

Damn. Where'd you go to school?

 

[GameAddict411]

Damn. Where'd you go to school? Baptist?

No, I went to school in the Middle East. But I wouldn't be surprised if something similar is taught in Baptist or catholic schools in the United States.

 

[MrOogieBoogie]

No, I went to school in the Middle East. But I wouldn't be surprised if something similar is taught in Baptist or catholic schools in the United States.

Yeah, me neither. I mean, what was your reaction then? Were you pissed off? Ashamed? Fuck, that sucks.

I am so grateful I never went to a religious school.

 

[cromofo]

The computer's room ofc.

Counter Strike 1.6 all the time. We'd even go there in non-school hours

 

[Ragelink26]

My third grade teacher was obsessed with Little House on the Prairie (she even wrote a book about it) and the father of a girl in my class built an actual log cabin IN our classroom. It took up about half the room and we had our desks kind of squashed together but nobody cared because it was so cool

 

[dickroach]

I don't really have a most memorable one, but I kinda clearly remember my 3rd grade class room, 4th grade homeroom trailer, 5th grade homeroom trailer, middle school band room, and a couple of other middle school rooms.

there was absolutely nothing unique or outstanding about any of them, but I can picture them in my head.

 

[MrOogieBoogie]

The computer's room ofc.

Counter Strike 1.6 all the time. We'd even go there in non-school hours

When I went to school a lot of kids still didn't have PCs, so the computer room was always this unique, cold, otherworldly environment where real life stopped. The most we could do with them besides Notepad and Encyclopedia Britannica was to play stuff like Master Blaster and this one caveman/troll racing game that I can't remember the name of but was a miracle to get running on multiple PCs for co-op play.

 

[SonicMegaDrive]

I just remember I had a teacher who liked comic books and watched Ren & Stimpy and The Simpsons. He was awesome.

 

[GameAddict411]

Yeah, me neither. I mean, what was your reaction then? Were you pissed off? Ashamed? Fuck, that sucks.

I am so grateful I never went to a religious school.

I grew up in a repressive society where a lot of things were and still a taboo. Sexuality was off course one of them so asking questions about that topic to my family members was out of bound. I knew I was different since I was conscious of my existence, but I never really discussed my sexuality or my attraction to the same sex even when it became more apparent as I grew up. That very class taught me where I stand in that society as I never really knew how gay men were perceived or treated there. I was 14 years old at the time. I was terrified and ashamed, but mostly scared because I had so many questions, but little answers and destined to die if I didn't know how to fix it, at least it's how I thought of it at the time. It definitely changed me, and it left a scar in my mental health. I still suffering from anxiety and panic attacks to this day even though I am as far away from home as I possibly could.

 

[Bakercat]

Any class that had a hot milf as a teacher. I had one from 7th grade that lived up the road from me and I always wanted to find an excuse to go by there lol. The thirst is real as a teen.

 

[Clefargle]

Homeschooler here, I remember my kitchen, our "schoolroom", and the churches we would got to for standardized testing and spelling bees

 

[Captain Zyrain]

Hell, I don't think I can even really remember any of the elementary or middle school classrooms. That was a long ass time ago.

Hmmm.

I guess I remember the Drama class, must have been 7th grade or so. Had a little stage, god I hated acting. I sat next to a kid who always wore a STP hat (Oil company). I always thought it was for Stone Temple Pilots (Yeah, I'm old).

 

[CSX]

The computer's room ofc.

Counter Strike 1.6 all the time. We'd even go there in non-school hours

I remember there was a chemistry class vs comp sci lan battle one day. The next day, the school tech guy came to the chemistry classroom and asked why there was so much network activity the day before lol.

 

[G-Bus]

Oh man, my grade 7 social studies teacher was crazy. Lots if weird rumors about her.

She must have been 60+. Dressed like an old gypsy women. Drove this really old van. Her head would rattle when she talked. Wore so many necklaces. It was a funny sight. BIG crazy hair.

We would always try and ask obscure questions at the beginning of class to get her going. Sometimes she would just talk for half the class. Everyone was in on it. She told a story about how it's very possible to kill someone with a set of car keys.

I got really sick that year and missed two weeks of school or something. My awesome friends told the her I had AIDS. For what ever reason she believed them. Had a really weird conversation with her own day. Freaked me out. Then I learned about the AIDS thing...

Good times.

 

[bjork]

My fifth grade classroom, because I found a guy hanging in a tree across the street one morning before school, and our classroom window was lined up perfectly with it so you could see it during class, at least until they cut him down.

[edit - sorry, didn't mean to kill the thread]