Too damn many of them.
And most of the classes were useless.
Indoctrination centers for obedient proles.
Yep. I had several teachers who noticed how I went against the grain socially and academically.
Old enough to have forgotten when they switched from hadwritten to printed with hadwritten notes, but I do remember the yellow cardpaper they used.
Old enough to remember dragging my feet, dwadling home, anticipating the ass chewing over dinner and the whupping to follow.
Yep. Never got any other type. Had we not moved just before first grade I would have attended a one room school, on the prairie no less.
What kind of idiot uses lower-case “a” and capital “B” on a report card? All CAPS, damn it! (I know that’s a supposedly capital A in cursive under Palmer method. Bullshit to Palmer.) Use block print on a report card, you narrow-assed, withered, harridan spinster!
Fuck, now I’m on a rant. Palmer Method script is hideous. The “capital” a, m, and n are just extra-big versions of the lower case. Ugly. This is like those “cute” child actors who grow up not handsome or pretty, but just weird looking. When you scale up their “cute little chubby” faces to adult size, they just look like someone with a major chromosomal abnormality. And how far up Satan’s asscrack did Palmer have to dig to find his extra-ugly capital G and I?
The fact that people could be persuaded and tricked into adopting this hideous script tells me we were a stupid and unserious people back then too. No wonder all this Our Greatest Ally nonsense and other utter garbage we believe. Pam Blondie is gonna prosecute all that 2020 election fraud any minute, yewbetcha. In the meanwhile, how about she deports you for Noticing patterns like Dershowitz (allegedly) sitting in the same room having a political conversation with Epstein while Jeff is getting a blow job and reading inside-trading type emails from Peter Mandelson. Patterns? I don’t see any patterns, you bigot! We’ll swallow any bullshit, won’t we?
Ahem. TL;DR: I don’t like Palmer cursive because it’s ugly.
Huh? What.
Tell us what you really think
Yup, only my school system did not use the A thru F system of grading. It was S (A, B, C), N (D), and F, plus the handwritten comments about attitude and such. I was never neat enough or made a big enough effort for them. Why should I? I spent the first 6 weeks of first grade coloring because I was so far ahead of the rest of my class. When I told the teacher I could color at home. She said I had to wait for the rest of the class to catch up with me. So I laid my crayons down and did nothing until I was in sixth grade. That’s why homeschooling is FAR superior to public schooling.
Hear hear!I darn near skipped a grade, but until I got to 7th grade I really didn’t have much to push me. Picked up some BAD study habits…
Yah, I didn’t learn to study until the second go-round at college. Although, I did have my textbooks at the beginning of each semester, which didn’t happen in high school, because my dad had them for the first six weeks, reading and working through them.
Thanks to my mother learning the old military dictum: “Never throw away a piece of paper!”, I actually have most of mine in a box somewhere.
I aced the classes I liked, flunked the ones I didn’t, and almost always had a full set of A through F on every one. Graduated high school with a gpa of 2.1. My saving grace was a younger brother. No matter how bad my report was, his was worse.
I still have handwritten pay-stubs.
Yes, I did.
In addition to the normal study subjects, I recall a lot of emphasis on attendance, being on time, arriving prepared for class, completing assignments on time, following instructions, courtesy, conduct, and other “life skills”
If I came home with even ONE “C” I got tarred and feathered. My mom had really high standards. She was very happy when I had all Honors classes in H.S.
And old enough to know not to use “gotten” when writing English: it’s my unfavouritest word in Amerenglish and, when I’m reading, always sticks out like a dog’s nuts . . .
It was easier to change the grades with the handwritten report cards. I didn’t take to being schooled very well.
I did manage to keep it in the B – C range but my mind was always outdoors.
My First Grade Report Card is posted on my refrigerator with a magnet. It’s written in very elegant Palmer method script by Mrs. Downey who was older than dirt even back then. All four grade entries were reviewed and signed by my mother in equally elegant Palmer method script. The year was 1953.
I still have some of my hand written report cards that were written by Nuns and some of them have some very unflattering comments inscribed therein. In spite of that I think I turned out OK. Ish.
Too damn many of them.
And most of the classes were useless.
Indoctrination centers for obedient proles.
Yep. I had several teachers who noticed how I went against the grain socially and academically.
Old enough to have forgotten when they switched from hadwritten to printed with hadwritten notes, but I do remember the yellow cardpaper they used.
Old enough to remember dragging my feet, dwadling home, anticipating the ass chewing over dinner and the whupping to follow.
Yep. Never got any other type. Had we not moved just before first grade I would have attended a one room school, on the prairie no less.
What kind of idiot uses lower-case “a” and capital “B” on a report card? All CAPS, damn it! (I know that’s a supposedly capital A in cursive under Palmer method. Bullshit to Palmer.) Use block print on a report card, you narrow-assed, withered, harridan spinster!
Fuck, now I’m on a rant. Palmer Method script is hideous. The “capital” a, m, and n are just extra-big versions of the lower case. Ugly. This is like those “cute” child actors who grow up not handsome or pretty, but just weird looking. When you scale up their “cute little chubby” faces to adult size, they just look like someone with a major chromosomal abnormality. And how far up Satan’s asscrack did Palmer have to dig to find his extra-ugly capital G and I?
The fact that people could be persuaded and tricked into adopting this hideous script tells me we were a stupid and unserious people back then too. No wonder all this Our Greatest Ally nonsense and other utter garbage we believe. Pam Blondie is gonna prosecute all that 2020 election fraud any minute, yewbetcha. In the meanwhile, how about she deports you for Noticing patterns like Dershowitz (allegedly) sitting in the same room having a political conversation with Epstein while Jeff is getting a blow job and reading inside-trading type emails from Peter Mandelson. Patterns? I don’t see any patterns, you bigot! We’ll swallow any bullshit, won’t we?
Ahem. TL;DR: I don’t like Palmer cursive because it’s ugly.
Huh? What.
Tell us what you really think
Yup, only my school system did not use the A thru F system of grading. It was S (A, B, C), N (D), and F, plus the handwritten comments about attitude and such. I was never neat enough or made a big enough effort for them. Why should I? I spent the first 6 weeks of first grade coloring because I was so far ahead of the rest of my class. When I told the teacher I could color at home. She said I had to wait for the rest of the class to catch up with me. So I laid my crayons down and did nothing until I was in sixth grade. That’s why homeschooling is FAR superior to public schooling.
Hear hear!I darn near skipped a grade, but until I got to 7th grade I really didn’t have much to push me. Picked up some BAD study habits…
Yah, I didn’t learn to study until the second go-round at college. Although, I did have my textbooks at the beginning of each semester, which didn’t happen in high school, because my dad had them for the first six weeks, reading and working through them.
Thanks to my mother learning the old military dictum: “Never throw away a piece of paper!”, I actually have most of mine in a box somewhere.
I aced the classes I liked, flunked the ones I didn’t, and almost always had a full set of A through F on every one. Graduated high school with a gpa of 2.1. My saving grace was a younger brother. No matter how bad my report was, his was worse.
I still have handwritten pay-stubs.
Yes, I did.
In addition to the normal study subjects, I recall a lot of emphasis on attendance, being on time, arriving prepared for class, completing assignments on time, following instructions, courtesy, conduct, and other “life skills”
If I came home with even ONE “C” I got tarred and feathered. My mom had really high standards. She was very happy when I had all Honors classes in H.S.
And old enough to know not to use “gotten” when writing English: it’s my unfavouritest word in Amerenglish and, when I’m reading, always sticks out like a dog’s nuts . . .
It was easier to change the grades with the handwritten report cards. I didn’t take to being schooled very well.
I did manage to keep it in the B – C range but my mind was always outdoors.
My First Grade Report Card is posted on my refrigerator with a magnet. It’s written in very elegant Palmer method script by Mrs. Downey who was older than dirt even back then. All four grade entries were reviewed and signed by my mother in equally elegant Palmer method script. The year was 1953.
I still have some of my hand written report cards that were written by Nuns and some of them have some very unflattering comments inscribed therein. In spite of that I think I turned out OK. Ish.