(Be prepared for a lot of pictures. I love my pictures).
On with the final memories...
Hopefully, when a new school year begins, you would experience a fun excitement. Most of my life, the beginning of school was not much fun. My excitement was a more nervous excitement. Who was my teacher? Who was in my class? I hope I had some fun people in my class, some close friends, etc....
As a quick review from Part 1 and 2-"Going Down Memory Lane," I shared how God had blessed me in so many ways: I was in my Senior year, Captain of the Football Cheerleaders, loved my church and all my choir activities, loved my girl friends, & loved dating Dave Register. Now, loving to learn and study was like me riding on a galloping race horse, then pulling back the reigns resulting in an immediate halt!! This was not my comfort zone. This was not fun. School was just a medium so I could be apart of all this other.
Thinking back to kindergarten & reviewing by report card, yes I still have all of them; I do see a pattern. I had Mrs Emma Stevens. We all called her Mrs. Emma & I loved her to death. She was so creative & told the best stories. In reviewing my report card, my marks for outside activities were basically on the high side of things. But, when it came to my attitude of sharing, care for the playground & respects the rights of others--there was room for improvement! Let's dive into the marks for inside activities. I did great with all music. But, I definitely needed improvement when it came to listening in the circle. Her commits were: "Her talking keeps her from paying best attention." Well, that truly has summed me up dealing with most of my educational experience.
This brings me back to my Senior year. For the first time in my life I was excited about school. Mainly due to the extra activities, but I was actually excited about learning. I had the perfect schedule that year. It took care of all my desires & wishes, I loved who was in my class, & I loved my teachers. UNTIL!!! There always seems to be a little fly in the anointment when things are going great, don't they.
Dave carried my books as he walked me to most of my classes. How sweet is that! :) When our year began, all of a sudden Dave realized that we were in the same English class. Of course, this didn't bother me. But, it sure did bother him, BIG TIME! His perfect schedule accommodated his playing football & working at Pantry Pride Grocery Story. All of a sudden he wanted me to change my perfect schedule to accommodate his wishes so we would not be in the same class. Well, I wasn't even going to go there.
I don't know if you caught it in the previous blogs that I wrote about Dave being smart. He had been taking all honor classes throughout high school until, this English class. Because of football & work he got put down a level, & that is how he got into my class. He thought I would be a great distraction in the classroom. Sorry, that was just not my problem. I wasn't about to change anything. So, to help him concentrate, Dave, not the teachers, put us on the same row! I had to sit at the front of the row, & he sat on the last seat of the row. This way he could keep an eye on me so I WOULDN'T TALK. If I began in any extra conversation with Elaine who sat next to me, he would snap his fingers, or motion to me to get back in line. What is too funny, it actually worked!
I won't ever forget the day that Elaine was talking about something " juicy", & it was killing me not to be apart. So, I would lean myself halfway into the aisle, & my ear got bigger & bigger. I wasn't about to turn my head to see if he was looking. I could already feel his eyes boring a hole through my head, but I wasn't about to miss the "juicy story."
I didn't have many goals in life, but one goal that I desired deeply was to beat Dave Register at least once on one of our test scores. It finally happened, only one time. I beat him by one point.
Another fun fact concerning our English class was we were married by one of our English teachers, Mr. Walter Salter. Our regular church pastor had a previous engagement, & since our teacher was also a pastor, we asked him. Too funny!Honestly, I don't know what I would have done without Dave Register in school that year. When we "love birds" would study together at his house--WE STUDIED!! He was not about to allow me to mess him up. Because of this, he taught me how to study, & he actually was my tutor. Many times we would ride to school together. He would call out our spelling words in preparation for the test. I would have never passed English if it had not been for him teaching me how to write a term paper. This foundation has carried me through the rest of my life. The Lord blessed me: beginning with the help I needed in kindergarten, giving me Dave to teach me how to study, to being Valedictorian in Dental Hygiene School. Amazing!!! Who would have guessed! God is good!
Before I close, I want to take this opportunity to love on my 1973 Graduating Class. I am so grateful to the ones who work so hard to bring us together for our 10th, 20th, 30th, & 40th Reunion. It has been the same ones every time. I thank you for your dedication, & love for our class. Many thanks go out to Beth, Sandra, & Elaine (who has now passed away). There are many on the committee, so I'm going to quit while I'm hopefully ahead. I'm so grateful that the some of the women in the Class of 1973 get together at least once or more a year for lunch. This has meant a great deal to me.To the Class of 1973, thank you for enriching my life and for the memories that we have created together. Go Wildcats & the Black & Gold!!!
MUCH LOVE!!
ann :)THE END
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