Catholic high school didn’t last long for me. I only went for my freshman year. The school was much more permissive than St. John’s because it was high school, but it was still a weird place to be. The school was coed. The boys went to class on the right side of the building and the girls on the left. We were separated by a cinder block wall but were allowed to eat lunch together. The classes were okay but nothing exciting. I did like taking Latin and loved experiencing a real art class, but everything else was boring.
My sister had bucked the Catholic school trend by not passing the entrance exam. She ended up at the local public high school, Greece Olympia, instead.
Lynn was a cute and very popular cheerleader. She had a great time going to school there. I wanted the same freedom and fun. So when my parents started arguing relentlessly about money, I put a bug in their ear, “ Mom, Dad, since money is so tight, why not send me to public school? Lynn went and she’s okay!”
I didn’t have to work too hard to convince them that I would also be fine at the public school. This was a big coup for me!
My sister had bucked the Catholic school trend by not passing the entrance exam. She ended up at the local public high school, Greece Olympia, instead.
Lynn was a cute and very popular cheerleader. She had a great time going to school there. I wanted the same freedom and fun. So when my parents started arguing relentlessly about money, I put a bug in their ear, “ Mom, Dad, since money is so tight, why not send me to public school? Lynn went and she’s okay!”
I didn’t have to work too hard to convince them that I would also be fine at the public school. This was a big coup for me!