May 21, 1967 - Sunday
continued from last entry
Last Friday, Mr. Baker, my
history teacher, threw a fit. Drew Lennon who sits two seats behind me
tried to ask a question while Mr. Baker was talking. This was too much
for him so he took a piece of caulk and with a frightening yell, heaved it
at Drew. It just missed me and the kid behind me and bopped Drew on
the head. After that Mr. Baker balled out the whole class for
everything he could think of. He then said he was through teaching us
and we'd do nothing until the final exam. With that he walked out of
the room 5 minutes before the end of the period.
Mr. Baker is a retired Marine
and he just seems angry all the time. Once he got into an argument
with a boy about VietNam and he was so mad, things got kind of scary.
I've really grown to dislike
Coach Neidameyer. Last Thursday two boys were wrestling and they got a
little too involved. One started cheating and the other hit him. After
that the cheater started beating up on the other boy.
During all this the coach
just watched and smiled. Once the cheater even asked the coach if it
was all right and coach just smiled and didn't say anything. They went
back to fighting and after a few minutes the coach finally blew his whistle
and they stopped. I really like the boy who was being beaten.
He's kind of quiet and a loner like myself. You really can't respect a man
who would let something like that go on.
Last week I was driving to
school and as I pulled up behind another car to park, I found I had no
brakes. We kept right on moving and getting closer & closer.
With split second reactions I
pulled the emergency brake and we came to a screeching stop with just 3 feet
It scared me out of my pants
but it's nice to know I can think and not panic in a dangerous situation.
The brakes are fixed now but it took 60 bucks to get then in working order.