Soapweed
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My journal entry for Thursday, February 22, 1968
I shunned two commands to get up, but finally pulled myself out of bed at 7:00. We ate a hurried breakfast and left for school a little late. The roads were slightly drifted over and the oil strip was slightly on the slippery side, but we made it okay.
During chorus, we worked exclusively on the Negro spiritual "Dry Bones." It is kind of hard to sing, as it gets rather high.
We typed Lesson 90 in our typing books and carried on a conversation at the same time. Mr. Nelson had set aside today for reviewing our map test to be given tomorrow. We spent the whole period cussing and discussing time zones and the International Date Line.
In Geometry, we are now getting into locus and loci. Don't ask me what it is, as I'm quite befuddled over the whole thing.
We were greatly challenged in Biology by trying to dissect grasshoppers without ruining any of their intricate parts. After doing this, a good wash job is a necessity.
I lucked out and got first place in the lunch line. Biscuits, potatoes, chicken gravy, peas, and cherry crisp adorned the dinner table today. I crammed for a Literature test all during the noon hour, for a test to supposedly be given this afternoon. Mrs. Jess came to our rescue and let us review today, with the test for tomorrow. Also, I must read a biography of some sort before Monday, as book reports are due then.
During Driver's Ed, I finished up my poster. We reviewed for another test for tomorrow during this time, too. I am kind of "sweating" this one, as it deals with parts of a car's motor and their functions. Mr. McKay took us out to see his car, and he explained a few things that I didn't know at the time and have already forgotten. I am quite sure I'll never make a mechanic.
The rest of the school day was free for study. McKay kicked us out of his room and down to the cafeteria, where we are really supposed to be. Today is the first time he was mad enough that I thought it would be healthy to obey.
After school was out, Sandra, Sybil, and I stopped for the mail, groceries, and a syringe at Weber Equipment Company. We came on home to find that Mom, Dad, and Nancy Jean had gone to Gordon to take a couple scrub calves to the sale.
I fixed up a sandwich and then went out to check the cows. Lloyd and I spread out some bedding in the barn. He did chores (fed the bulls), and I got the cows in. Shortly after 6:00, Dad returned home so we sorted out a few heavies to put in the barn, and then came in to supper.
We have to practice a song for "Fun Night" tomorrow night. I should also study some.
Greg Weber from the Shovel Ranch has been in the Martin hospital the last week or so. He is suffering from a collapsed lung, and is coming along pretty well.
I shunned two commands to get up, but finally pulled myself out of bed at 7:00. We ate a hurried breakfast and left for school a little late. The roads were slightly drifted over and the oil strip was slightly on the slippery side, but we made it okay.
During chorus, we worked exclusively on the Negro spiritual "Dry Bones." It is kind of hard to sing, as it gets rather high.
We typed Lesson 90 in our typing books and carried on a conversation at the same time. Mr. Nelson had set aside today for reviewing our map test to be given tomorrow. We spent the whole period cussing and discussing time zones and the International Date Line.
In Geometry, we are now getting into locus and loci. Don't ask me what it is, as I'm quite befuddled over the whole thing.
We were greatly challenged in Biology by trying to dissect grasshoppers without ruining any of their intricate parts. After doing this, a good wash job is a necessity.
I lucked out and got first place in the lunch line. Biscuits, potatoes, chicken gravy, peas, and cherry crisp adorned the dinner table today. I crammed for a Literature test all during the noon hour, for a test to supposedly be given this afternoon. Mrs. Jess came to our rescue and let us review today, with the test for tomorrow. Also, I must read a biography of some sort before Monday, as book reports are due then.
During Driver's Ed, I finished up my poster. We reviewed for another test for tomorrow during this time, too. I am kind of "sweating" this one, as it deals with parts of a car's motor and their functions. Mr. McKay took us out to see his car, and he explained a few things that I didn't know at the time and have already forgotten. I am quite sure I'll never make a mechanic.
The rest of the school day was free for study. McKay kicked us out of his room and down to the cafeteria, where we are really supposed to be. Today is the first time he was mad enough that I thought it would be healthy to obey.
After school was out, Sandra, Sybil, and I stopped for the mail, groceries, and a syringe at Weber Equipment Company. We came on home to find that Mom, Dad, and Nancy Jean had gone to Gordon to take a couple scrub calves to the sale.
I fixed up a sandwich and then went out to check the cows. Lloyd and I spread out some bedding in the barn. He did chores (fed the bulls), and I got the cows in. Shortly after 6:00, Dad returned home so we sorted out a few heavies to put in the barn, and then came in to supper.
We have to practice a song for "Fun Night" tomorrow night. I should also study some.
Greg Weber from the Shovel Ranch has been in the Martin hospital the last week or so. He is suffering from a collapsed lung, and is coming along pretty well.