When I was in 8th grade we had to write out the entire preamble as a part of our History curriculum. They closed the folding wall in the middle of the cafeteria and filled half the room with desks. On the big day they herded all us 8th graders into the room to take the test at the same time. Tensiion was high – spelling and punctuation counted. Teachers glared at us, daring us to make a mistake. We were given the command to start: it was so silent you could hear the pencils scratching on the paper.
Then it started.
Like the whos down in whoville, it started out slow, then it started to grow. Slowly the room filled with kids humming the Schoolhouse Rock preamble song. No singing (we were ethical back in the day), but everyone knew the words. Even the teachers were laughing.
That may have been the funniest moment of junior high for me.
When I was in 8th grade we had to write out the entire preamble as a part of our History curriculum. They closed the folding wall in the middle of the cafeteria and filled half the room with desks. On the big day they herded all us 8th graders into the room to take the test at the same time. Tensiion was high – spelling and punctuation counted. Teachers glared at us, daring us to make a mistake. We were given the command to start: it was so silent you could hear the pencils scratching on the paper.
Then it started.
Like the whos down in whoville, it started out slow, then it started to grow. Slowly the room filled with kids humming the Schoolhouse Rock preamble song. No singing (we were ethical back in the day), but everyone knew the words. Even the teachers were laughing.
That may have been the funniest moment of junior high for me.
LMAO!!! That’s hilarious! Those songs certainly stick in ones head…got me through my government class on more than one occassion. ;)