You do realize that along with my teeth my memory has dwindled.
I remember doing a speech with Felt and Hoover on persuasion in Miss Rhode's class. The assignment was a five minute speech to persuade. We chose to persuade people to watch the Three Stooges. It was an individual assignment but she agreed to let us do it together. We had many days to prepare but elected to do our preparation at llunch at the restaurant across University avenue where we planned our talk. We went to Gordy's Bake Shop next door where we bought three whipped cream pies,then secured a bucket and a mop, and headed to Mrs Rhode's class(it was the first class after lunch).

The three pies were placed on the desk in front.The first speaker opened by alleging these pies were not only delicious but were guaranteed to cure whatever ailed one..further that when eaten these pies assured excellent grades in school. The class had little idea that the three of us were doing this gig so when one of us took offense at these lies, walked to center stage, picked up a pie and lofted in into the speakers mug...the class was rather in shock...even Mrs Rhode was frozen. Next the third member of the team approached the front, and dusted off the protestor (second pie in the face) claimiing that he had no right to interrrupt the speaker. The third pie missed its intended target and sailed into the classs. I still can see Bitzie Cohen's glasses hanging on pie that had found its way behind his glasses. I know there were several of the girls dresses that took a load. After that we did a few Stooges antics, Felt was chasing Hoover around the room with a bucket and I was right behind Felt with a mop. Behind me was Mrs Rhode demanding this nonsense stop and lo and behold in walks His Bloody Highness Goldgruber (his office was just down the hall).

I don't think we ever got to explain that this madness was an attempt to persuade folks to watch the Three Stooges (we were immediately sent to terciary confinement). We probably ought to have eaten a little of our own pie. F was the mark (I venture that it might have been the only she ever allowed). As I comb my addled brain for more...I don't remember too many specifics episodes that took place while school was in session. I do remember lots outside of school which isn't very inclusive.

There was a guy from France, probably an exchange student, whose English was pretty bad. He asked me one time about the slang term 'buck' for a dollar. I corrected his pronunciation and found it so funny. Some years later I found myself in Turkey being coached by another 'Wise Guy' in disguise. The result was that I was an instant attraction...constantly being asked in Turkish 'How are you". For days I would say earnestly what I thought to be 'I am fine Thank You. How are you?' Only to learn that my celebrity status resulted from my answer..."I am queer Thank You, How are you?" Tit for Tat.

Scenes:
Sewing class - We bought our own material to make a shirt. Pink and Black were in vogue. More importantly the sewing machine races. First to get across a notebook paper.
Cooking Class - The teacher would eat with your group. There were four in each group. And more than anything that gorgeous Erica Schwenn. How could she be so beautiful and smart...then date upper classman..the tart.