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- Aug 9, 2004
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- Charleston, SC
I never missed school.
Sick is for the weak.
I actually had perfect attendance in Jr. High School. Missed very few days in High School. But it wasn't for a lack of trying. My mother was a hard azz. "You're going to school."I vividly remember being in the 6th grade at Catholic school and we were at this awards ceremony- Best Behaved, Most Helpful, Physical Fitness aaward, stuff like that.. and then they got to the Perfect Attendance award, made a big fuss about how this kid hadnt missed ONE single day of school from Kindergarten thru the 6th grade, everyone applauded like crazy, the principal said ‘Come on up!’ And -you guessed it- he was absent from school that day……. That’s a true story…. And im pretty sure it’s the day i learned the definition of the word ‘irony.’
True story: I was home sick when the Challenger exploded. As I recall I wasn’t even that sick, just managed to get my
mom to let me stay home.
Of course I was watching tv and the disaster came on and I took it all in. But for those of us who were school age at that time, there’s this shared memory of having class interrupted and teachers crying and stuff (in particular because that mission had the civilian teacher on it).
I didn’t participate in that shared experience because I was home somewhat feigning illness. It was still a big deal for me but I wasn’t at school like everyone else.
I don't know if I ever stayed home sick with my Mom. The closest that I came was around '77-78. My Mom was driving me to school. We lived in a house that was too inconvenient for the bus and too far to walk. She drove an old, two-door, pile of junk that had been t-boned on the passenger side. The door didn't open or close. Or so we thought.
My Mom made a hard left and the door opened. This was back in the day of slick, plastic, bench seats. Back then, seat belts were for losers. I slid out and caught the armrest of the door to keep from rolling into traffic. By the time she stopped, I was pretty beat up. She took me home and I watched Popeye on an old black and white tv until I passed out.
Then in the afternoon it was Mr. Rogers and Gilligan, with the dark realization that your sick day was approaching its end.All these puppies who had cable when they were sick kids - y’all don’t know the struggle
I could get some morning shows like Sesame Street and Capt Kangaroo
and New Zoo Review
It then it was just game shows
Price and Deal but also
Match Game, Pyramid, jokers wild, card sharks, Hollywood squares