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Originally Posted by RickyMaveety
Over the years the classes/courses I got less than an A in were as follows:
1. Handwriting;
2. Gym;
3. Home Economics; and
4. Typing.
I actually failed Home Ec because I just stopped showing up for class ... I hated it that much.
When it came time to graduate from high school, someone noticed that I had an "F" on my records .... and they simply made it "go away." I didn't ask anyone to do that .... but the powers that be simply disappeared it. Poof.
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Originally Posted by montsnmags
Don't worry, Jerry. We're not only laughing, we're pointing too! 
I always got an A/gold star in handwriting - printing and cursive. I was best in class.
The effect of this repeated affirmation by the teacher is that people tell me I now (at near-38) write with the neat, largish handwriting of a 9 year old.
Getting an "A" (or an "F") isn't all it's cracked up to be in the scheme of life.
We didn't have "Gym"; we had "Sports". I was good at sports too (except for running), but that's because "Sports" was almost exclusively swimming. I swam like a fish...to such an extent that my nickname for several years actually was "Fish" (perhaps the fish the blue one is next to?).
For me:
1. Economics
Of most any subject, throw economics in any of its variations and applications at me, and all I hear is white noise. The whole thing just comes across to me like a bizarre, absurd, convoluted, illogical construct.
We prefer "gay" or "homosexual". 
I was always liked by teachers, and was frequently "Teacher's Pet". This goes along with being inordinately quiet and getting the answers right: a "good student". There were many "great minds" I knew as class-friends growing up that weren't "good students". I've always hoped their brilliance wasn't permanently winked-out by teachers who saw a quiet aptitude for remembering by rote as a (A)plus and uncontainable creation and side-stepping logical theorising as "disruptive".
Cheers,
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Now, hold on there .... I distinctly remember from extensive research into the faculty rules of the University of Wallamalloo, that Rule Number One was "NO POOFTAS."
Now, did I hear the word incorrectly?? I think not, since the entire bit is my cellphone ringtone.
"G'day, Bruce!!"