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Joel Kolstad
- Jan 1, 1970
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In fact I spent most of my primary
school career bored silly by the reading lessons, where I was couple of
years ahead of the rest of the class.
I had a teacher that let me work ahead of the class (this was something like
4th grade), and I remember the thrill of being the first to get to read some
BRAND SPANKING NEW "reader" books that hadn't ever been read before.
"old" books were these thick paperback jobbies that had deep creases in the
covers from being used over and over again... *I* got to make the first crease
in the new book...
That was the same school where I was allowed to run the 16mm film projector
until one day I accidentally knocked it off the ~4' tall rolling cart it was
on, sending it tumbling onto a hard floor and mangling the reel support arms,
causing hundreds of dollars in damage.
Oops.
The high point of the four years I spent in that school was the day some kid
threw a plant in a clay-potted plant *through a window*, making the most
wonderful crashing noises and breaking the tempered glass into a bazillion
pieces. I thought for sure that kid would be in prison for the rest of his
life... (This was a relatively conservative school -- I remember more than
once going through the routine of everyone being made to line up against the
wall and wait indefinitely until someone ratted out who had committed some
egregious misdeed, such as stealing an eraser from a classroom...)