Mr. Tucker's Biology class!!! I will never forget! "Get and grow" bacteria off the principal's tire. Separate and identify each one. Our group finished really fast, when Mr. Tucker asked if it was from the tire or from the air...Darn we had to start all over and nearly did not finish on time!!!!
And the pond water with all the little things swimming around...draw them, identify them, call Mr. Tucker to come look at them in the microscope before they swam away on the slide! What a great teacher he was!!
My Granddaughter started college here in Texas this year with a major in education. She wants to be a teacher, so very proud of her!

I remember playing with the little stickers (probes or whatever with the needle sharp ends) during class. It was not allowed but you know me. Well I was pushing it into my thumb nail and it went all the way through my nail and out the end of my thumb. I know Lois Cox will not remember, but she looked at me and turned very pale (I was going to say white but she was always the whitest girl I ever saw). Well knowing I would be in trouble again and tired of getting my ass kicked by my Dad, I just pulled it out and put pressure on my thumb to hide the blood (I am a good bleeder and eventually had to stick my hand in my pocket till the class ended). Funny what a name will do to bring back memories.

TJ

When your Dad is a teacher and your Mom is a secretary, when you get in trouble you get it from your teacher or principal, then at home from your Mom, and one more time when your Dad gets home. A tiple-whammy.

I'll never ever forget those sheep's eyeballs floating in a big bucket thingy filled with something like formaldahyde. I think it was in a Biology room. I was quite young.