What, like you wouldn't remember the father of young Prince Barry coming to talk?
I remember a lot from around 5th grade - getting sent to the office for daring to need to go to the restroom during lunch, reading The Witch of Blackbird Pond, fishnet kneehighs, the mean girl stabbing me with her pencil in Art class which left the lead mark for decades, attempting to play softball, judging the end of the year races, the cute blonde guy who had heart surgery, staring at the back of Max's buzz haircut, the high and mighty Lisa who cheated off me but claimed I cheated off her, the reflection off my locker of a hot pink dress mother made for my piano recital (obviously "The Pink Panther Theme"), my group's presentation on Norway, how hot it was in May even with the windows open, a creep who pushed me down on the walk home causing me to have a bad knee to this day, my best friend Crystal who had beautiful silvery hair, the teacher who griped because I read aloud too fast in Social Studies (iirc, it was India and the same teacher didn't know what a sloth was), directing David who liked me over to my friend Becky, messing up "America" in choir tryouts, dressing up as Minnie Mouse in the talent show, sitting on the steps, the science fair, Eisenhower's portrait hanging beside my desk, the teacher reading "The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe" to us, etc. BTW, I was in kindergarten right around nap time when JFK was assasinated and the nuns brought a tv into our room. As much as I remember, I can't remember a single assembly or speakers. Yawn, most kids fall asleep during those.
I was stabbed in the leg with a pencil in 5th or 6th grade! The lead worked it’s way out a few years ago. I had this pucker mark just above my knee with the lead in it for decades. Happened in music class and was some girl i was bothering just turned around and did it.