School Story:
One of the best parts of having annual staff 3rd hour was the fact you could "go take pictures" and have an hour and a half lunch period. One thing I remember about Glenpool in general is that Mr. Harden would run around the neighborhoods in the evenings for exercise. My sadistic sense of humor took over many times and I would drive up behind him and honk my horn. Bet none of you knew Mr. Harden could jump 3 feet straight up into the air! I also remember Ms. Stover's class, Spanish I, I think. The class would empty before it was over as students would hop out the window and leave. Interesting woman she was.
I remember in Chemistry class when Steve Stout and Nick Dorsey blew a cork through the ceiling causing Mr. Webb to cuss. That was hysterical. Everyone ducked underneath the desks.
I remember getting to college and using one of my English papers (dr. gronberg) for an English class paper. D-...I was so pissed at Dr. Gronberg, got an A with him. Felt like Peppermint Patty.
American History Peg fell asleep. Poor thing, musta been out the nite before. Mr. Snider being the polite teacher that he was slammed his paddle on the desk in front of her. She woke up pretty fast.
Last story for now. Blowing Mr. Harden's mind figuring out how to factor things he says cannot be factored. Still don't know what I did, but it worked. Calculus class was just a riot all the way around. Craig trying to make sense of the equations, Diana insulting Mr. Hard-on, Mark figuring out the process like it was no big deal, Diana and Craig asking questions trying to make sense of it all, and most of us just had a bleary eyed look as to why in the name of all thats good did we take this class??
