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Post by toms on May 31, 2006 11:32:59 GMT -5
I guess i am just feeling sorry for this section. Nothing has been added to it. i realize that most of everyone on this website is from South Lebanon, but there are a few of us from Kings elementary. Some memories of the old school. The cafeteria was in the basement. You had to march in a line up and down narrow steps to get there. My most vivid memory of this was one day, in about 2nd or 3rd grade, marching up the steps, going back to class. Someone (I actually remember who it was, but I'll not say) at the top of the steps suddenly got sick, causing a chain reaction of kids throwing up all the way down the steps. I, unfortunately, was caught in the middle. not a pretty sight. This was the first time that i heard the janitor use that language. He was not a happy person! The gymnasium. I never missed a basketball game growing up. My older brothers and cousins played basketball, so i went to all of the games. Always sat with Bill Doughman. we became very good lifetime friends. Actually, we didn't meet there. We met in south Lebanon, as he was cutting across my grandfathers yard to go to the outside ball court. (This is where the post office now sits). My brother Al, and his brother Dick were playing b-ball outside. They started giving both bill and i a hard time, pushing us into a fight. Here we were, two young fat kids, rolling around, trying to beat each other up. I kicked his butt! ( his version might differ!). Several years after we graduated, I went into that old gym in Kings , and was amazed as to how small it was! I'd forgotten that. Sneaking across the street to Patsy Cline's grocery store. I got caught behind the store smoking a big cigar by the principal. Not my first, or my last paddling, but definitely the hardest. The steel lox buildings. They were behind the school between the school and the gym. they were pt there because of the overflow of kids. They were actually made out of steel. Mrs Dunsford, the music teacher. From New Zealand. The class was in one of the steel buildings. OK, we were ornery kids. Not bad kids, but ornery. One day, when we went into the music room, someone ( And I honestly never knew who it was) had written the BIG WORD on the blackboard. In big bold letters. When she saw it, rather than getting upset, she started verbally saying the word out loud in the class. The she announced, "What's the big deal? Everyone knows that this means feed us colored kids!" She explained that a student from her last American school had taught her that. I never knew how he knew, but the principal appeared out of thin air, and took her out into the hallway. She missed a couple days due to the flu. OK, enough for now. Connie, i leave it in your hands to add to this.
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Post by Kathy (Lay) Sluder on May 31, 2006 14:07:21 GMT -5
Tom,
I enjoyed your stories about the old school. It's just too bad I was eating a snack during the part of everyone getting sick (LOL).
I really thought all this time Ms. Dunsford was from Ireland. I remember every year she would say we are going to learn songs from different countries. "This year, we will start with Ireland." The next year she said the same thing, and again, we started with Ireland.
I remember going to the old high school for a few months at the beginning of our 9th grade and having to carry all those books up and down those stairs. I only weighed about 100 pounds then (that has changed!), and it was all I could do.... and having to dodge all those big kids going up and down the stairs too.
I remember the bungalows too and having to walk back and forth in the cold weather, and usually without our coats.
I know you left it to Connie, but I started going to Kings Mills in the 7th grade, so hopefully I qualify.
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Post by Darlene Center Carter on May 31, 2006 15:27:48 GMT -5
Tom, I know I'm a South Lebanon kid, but I am so glad that we all got to go to the old high school for about 6 months until the new school was finished. Almost all of my siblings graduated from the old school. I still remember the layout of the school. Thoughts of going there reminds me of that old movie, "Up the Down Staircase". There were stairs to go up and stairs to come down, and if you were caught on the wrong stairs, you were in trouble. I remember an upper classman who had a crush on little ol' me, and he showed his affection by punching me in the arm. Seems like he always caught me as I was going up those stairs. It got so I dreaded to see him, even though he was a cutie! I only went to one basketball game in that old gym, and that's when my brother played on the team. We had a good high school.
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Post by thelma on May 31, 2006 17:39:20 GMT -5
I remember the old high school as well, it was a great school. The older part had so much character. Both of my sons went there in 5th and 6th grade.
I remember when the 6th grade class ( I think it was 6th) from Kings Mills came to South Lebanon. I also remember thinking that the boys were so cute. When we all were together in high school I remember thinking that the boys were still so cute.
Tom, Did you ever think that the ones responsible for the "BIG WORD" on the blackboard could of been the "Bad Boys" from South Lebanon.... I wonder.
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Post by Chuck Peters on May 31, 2006 18:08:02 GMT -5
I remember when the 6th grade class ( I think it was 6th) from Kings Mills came to South Lebanon. I also remember thinking that the boys were so cute. When we all were together in high school I remember thinking that the boys were still so cute. traitor.
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Post by connie on May 31, 2006 18:45:27 GMT -5
Well, you all have a better memory than I do. I do remember the cafeteria being in the basement, and having to go up and down steps. And I remember switching to the new High School in 9th grade. That sure was a change for us!!! Tom, you picked the wrong person to continue your stories. I don't have a memory at all. I wish I could remember things from then, but it's gone from my mind. But I love reading stories you all have written. Helps bring back some memories. Connie
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Post by KenS on May 31, 2006 23:53:46 GMT -5
Hey, Tom! Thanks for getting this thing going. I'm like Connie and don't remember a whole lot of what went on back then.
But, since you mentioned Mrs. Dunsford, I do remember her aversion to gum chewing. She would tell a story about the aborigines and their disgusting habit of chewing the betel nut. She was the most proper woman I'd ever seen to that point in my life.
Remember Jim Ball and his famous Tarzan yell?
-Ken
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Post by bonnieabner on Jun 1, 2006 1:41:04 GMT -5
Tom, I enjoyed your story, but I think you should go ahead and name names...I do. ;D I remember our short experience in the old high school; it was great! Of course, the big deal was to try to get away with going up the down staircase...how pathetic. I'm sure they would love to have that problem again; too many kids, today, would be hiding in the closet with a joint, sad. Thelma, do you remember the day that some of the "kings boys" tried to push us into the closet in the old study hall upstairs; come to find out JC Napier was in there. We both had such a crush on him...just one more "almost" in my life... I also, remember the day, in Home Ec, when you told an upper classman that she had stuffed her bra... I thought that was going to be an "almost" for you; you know, almost a knitting needle in your backside. You always could get away with murder, Girl. If I had said it, I'd have worn that knitting needle through my head the rest of the day (even if it was true). ;D Darlene, after all these years, I did not know that you had a brother!...or that you were such a "flirt"! You know what they say, "still water runs deep"....hummmmm? Yes, Ken, I remember Jim Ball, and his Tarzan yell; he was a pretty big flirt too. Always very well mannered though. Does anybody know what happened to Jim? Our music teacher, Miss Pigeon (later Mrs Gilbert), had an aversion to pierced ears; she said it was one of the first signs of a tramp. Do any of you tramps remember hearing her say that? Boy, she would croak now; piercings everywhere, and TATOOS?..."FORGETABOUTIT"! By the way, what's up with that! I worked with a girl who had her tongue pierced... okay, not so unusual today, right, but she went into great detail explaining how she was forever getting food wrapped around it. :oWell, live and let live I always say, but not while I'm HAVING LUNCH!
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Post by etm on Jun 1, 2006 9:08:06 GMT -5
Tom, I loved the old hs. The band would practicearound the field and street across from the gym. I lost my fall,fake long hair on those stairs as we changed classes one day.some bad boy pulled it off my head. Naming names got me in trouble once. E
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Post by Darlene Center Carter on Jun 1, 2006 9:14:21 GMT -5
Bonnie, all my flirting ever got me in school was a sore arm! But, how do you think I snagged my husband?! I now have 3 brothers (David passed away in 2003) and three sisters. David was the 1956 Kings High Valedictorian. My sister, Judy, graduated in 1965. She was on the "It's Academic" team (they won). Judy went to the prom with our teacher, David Stephenson (I have a picture of them if anyone's interested in seeing it).
You could always spot a Freshman girl from a mile away because she carried knitting needles! Thanks to Miss Wynn, I can still knit (a little). Poor ol' Miss Wynn spent the entire period un-knitting what we girls messed up! I remember a girl named Janie whose knitting stitches were so tight that her knitting needles squeaked! I love the memories that I have of that old school.
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Post by KenS on Jun 1, 2006 19:17:53 GMT -5
Yes, Ken, I remember Jim Ball, and his Tarzan yell; he was a pretty big flirt too. Always very well mannered though. Does anybody know what happened to Jim? -Bonnie
Yes. Sad to say, Jim died more than ten years ago. Don't remember how or exactly when. I believe his older brother is gone too.
-Ken
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Post by tenspeedr on Jun 18, 2006 23:07:39 GMT -5
The best memory I have of the old school was study hall. If the study hall teacher would leave study hall for ANY reason, all the boys in class would start shaking our legs at a very rapid rate. This in turn would make the whole building start to rattle and it wouldn't be long until a teacher would come running into the study hall and impose stillness, at least until the next time the study hall teacher had to go smoke (or whatever it is that teachers do when they leave the room in the middle of class). Well my secret is out! I bet ya'll remember learning the GETTYSBURG ADDRESS, PREAMBLE TO THE CONSTITUTION or poems by Walt Whitman ect. I didn't waste my time on such silliness, no no no not me. I learned USEFUL things! Steve Knox
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Post by bonnieabner on Jun 18, 2006 23:43:10 GMT -5
Shaking your legs at a rapid rate?!!! ....are you related to Brenda? I don't know if we can handle another Elvis wannabe... ;D Bonnie
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Post by tenspeedr on Jun 20, 2006 8:48:28 GMT -5
Hey Bonnie, I hope you didn't see me dancing at the reunion or you would have seen a who;e lotta shakin' goin' on! I'm talking serious shakin'. Shakin' in places that didn't even exist back in those days! ;D
Seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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Post by bonnieabner on Jun 20, 2006 12:01:29 GMT -5
Thanks, Steve, but that's a little more information than I needed...oh, have mercy, wait....I'm getting a visual....
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