If I commented on my childhood,
Well I won’t.
It was good fun! I miss those days.
Got an A on the presentation, the teacher praised my originality.
It was a California public school...1968. Fast forward 4 years later, I had teachers say to my face how "disappointed" they were with my decision to accept a 4 year Army ROTC scholarship.
I was incredulous, I had the most valuable scholarship in my class: allowed me to go to Gonzaga without my parents having to spend a dime.