#this class was kinda worthless tho because my teacher–who in respect was really micro/agressive towards Black students–

[arctic-hands]

Picture it: sophomore American history. The year is two thousand and eight. The teacher is known for passing out jolly ranchers, one per student per day, when a kid does a good job. One day, she wants us to list every state in the country. Kids start listing them off in unison, mostly alphabetically, but falter around the I states (this is in Indiana, mind). Except one triumphant voice lingers as every other voice trails off in doubt and consternation. This voice flawlessly recites every state in these United States* as the class and teacher stare in awe, and at the very end the resounding voice makes mention of Puerto Rico and Guam as territories. The teacher wordlessly hands over two jolly ranchers.

A new day. List the presidents. Nobody knows beyond Washington, Lincoln, FDR, JFK, Clinton, George W. Bush–the incumbent finishing up his final term in a few months. Except. One voice–just as triumphant–recites every president, in order, even making mention of Grover Cleveland's non-consecutive second term. Everyone–teacher and student alike–stares again, this time almost in horror. The voice, embarrassed and blushing at the stares this time, finishes the forty-three chronologically, and this time as the teacher hands over another two jolly ranchers she overcomes her shock to ask "How did you know that??"

At which the body that contains the voice shrugs sheepishly, pops a blue raspberry in their mouth, and makes a vague "I 'unno" sound–unwilling to admit that the Fifty Nifty song they sang with their class in a third grade recital had permanently seared itself into their brain, as did the Nickelodeon presidents song that aired during the Oh Four election between Bush and Kerry

*I realized after while at dinner that evening when I told my parents about it that I had completely skipped Pennsylvania and Rhode Island, but the listing was so smooth and confident that no one noticed. I never made that mistake again regardless

#american history #jolly ranchers #at one point our teacher in her infinite wisdom decided to announce our grades without our names attached #and had us guess who got what score. why she thought this was a good idea i do not know #but everyone immediately singled me out as one of two completely one hundred percenters. they were wrong tho #i was too chronically exhausted after school to do any kind of homework so i was pulling solid Bs #this class was kinda worthless tho because my teacher–who in respect was really micro/agressive towards Black students– #taught us that 'we' had won the Battle Of Corydon in the civil war #naturally since Indiana was a Union state i took that to mean the Union won the battle and carried that knowledge for years #until one day looking it up on Wikipedia to prove a point to theta i found out the Union LOST the battle of Corydon #and either my American history teacher was an incompetent or she was a Confederate sympathizer with her 'we won' remark #which in retrospect she prolly was #anyway #tagging my hometown because i'm petty #Richmond Indiana