Ha Ha Health!

In our school there is a very strange tradition(Yes, there ARE many, so just shut up so I can tell you which one it is! Jeez.). At the end of every day we must write down three things that we learned that day. We do this on whatever scrap of material that our teacher feels like shoving at us. I can understand the "whoever they are" doing that sort of thing for first graders. In first grade I had functional memory enough to remember what I had learned. Also, I was probably enthusiastic about learning in first grade, so I was most likely happy to write it down. But in EIGHTH grade? Seriously? Do they honestly expect 13 and 14 year olds living in New York City to be enthusiastic about LEARNING? Or to have room in their brains to even remember anything about what they learned that day, besides learning that the person they like is going out with someone? This is really the sort of thing that makes you wonder how the people who thought of this ended up in charge of the education of minors.

I would also like to share a HILARIOUS experience I had because of these end of the day jots. We were in health class doing our beloved jots, and I was pointing out random things to a friend of mine sitting next to me. The last thing I said must have been pretty weird, because she laughed and wrote down as her final jot-
"My friend Casey sees things"
The next day, our health teacher pulled my friend aside and held up her jot. Ms. health teacher (whatever her name is) looked over her shoulder and asked
"In this jot, are you talking about Miss Casey Davis?!" in a horrified manner.

Now there are 2 choices that my friend could have made at this point. She could have, in all seriousness, nodded and said that she just wanted to find help for me. That is what I would have done. Or, she could have laughed incredibly hard and told Ms. Health Teacher that I was just being an idiot and she had nothing else to write. That is what she did. BORING!

Anyway, I just thought it was kind of funny that Ms. Health Teacher actually thought that I was schizophrenic. Ha! Old people.