Wondering Wednesdays – Tell us about a funny back to school memory

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Today’s questions is – Tell us about a funny back to school memory.

I have to admit, this is a tough one for me. If I’m honest, school was not the most awesome experience for me. Yes I had some fun memories. I had a few friends, but none that were really close ya know? I was the overweight kid. I was the kid who hid her home life experiences from others because it was embarrassing.

Also, I’m old (though I’ll not reveal my age lol), and I can’t even remember most of the back to school days! So I’m sitting here, trying to think of something funny. Even if it wasn’t a back to school memory. Why is it so hard!? And I just can’t.

So instead, I’m asking you. Share your funny stories in the comments. Perhaps it will prompt a memory to come to me!!!

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10 thoughts on “Wondering Wednesdays – Tell us about a funny back to school memory

  1. Being an upstate/western New Yorker like me, Jessica, I think you’ll agree that our need of summer clothes was always less than our need for winter… simply because it starts getting cold in September and October and we don’t put the flannel sheets away until April…or May…

    I definitely remember shopping for back to school clothes that were mostly sweaters and corduroys or polyester/wool. (yes one year it was plaid ‘hot pants’) So what–from my new outfits—would I wear on the first day of school? It really stunk when the weather happened to be in the 70s/80s for some reason and you had to wear ‘an old outfit’ or sweat. I recall this because I did wear the new sweater outfit on the first day of school and nearly melted!

    1. Yes! I can totally relate to that of course, living in Central NY. You never know if it’s going to be like this morning – 38 degrees, or a summer temp!!

  2. In elementary school, a boy who was a friend decided to give me my first kiss, behind the big tree on the playground. After he very quickly kissed me, I thought, “Yucky. How gross!” 🙂

  3. I’m like you in that it’s been some time back.

    Don’t know if it’s “funny”, but what sticks in my mind is being called “Mom” in junior high. We were a military family, but my Dad was on stabilized assignment – meaning we didn’t move for 8 years. so many kids came and went and we stayed put. It got to where when a family transferred in, everyone told them to go to Mom because she knew the ends and outs of teachers, what to do, etc.

    Then Dad retired as I was going into high school. The transition from military brat to civilian family topped with the fact that we moved from California to Arkansas where my classes before were considered college level putting a sophomore in with seniors (accepted by neither those of my age or my classmates), I can absolutely say I hated high school. I’ve never been to a school reunion and have to desire to ever go to one.

  4. I remember in second grade, before recess or lunch we had to put our chairs on top of our desks so the janitor could sweep the floor. One little boy used to put his head through the slats on the back of the chair. I tried it and got my head stuck. My ears caught.
    I had learned to read and write before I went to school. So when I started grade school, they made me start over with printing. Needless to say, I was very bored with. Dick, Jane, Sally and Puff and Spot. ( are you old enough to know who they are?)

  5. I’m in the same boat as you this week that’s why I didn’t create a post myself. It could be a fun question for anyone who actually has some stories though 🙂

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