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ABIGAIL REPORTS's avatar

Great as always Fred.

We had 35 per class for HS. A Public Vocational-Technical school. 350 pupils per semester. All four years. It was my first introduction to a cafeteria. We were too poor for more than the 5 cents for a carton of Whole Milk. My brown bag had a sandwich. Mom soon learned not to send peanut butter with butter. I ate OM Blogana daily. Breakfast was a bowl of cereal or toast. Supper what mom cooked. Didn't like it, didn't eat it, she cooked for each of us four and Dad. That meant multiple 'favorites'. Which I think came from her being brought up at the tail end of the Great Depression. Neither of my parents had more than an 8th-grade education. I'm the only one to graduate. 150th out of 350.

I took Secretarial courses, which included, English, Math, Civics, Government, US, and World History. I was a short, chubby girl. with strict parents. No make-up or dating until 16. As the eldest I had chores, and the other three were younger. I thought I had a decent education. Boy was I wrong. It was classic for the 1962-66 time.

I've always have been a bookworm. Now I'm learning even those books were Lies.

Today, welfare kids get breakfast, lunch, supper, weekend food, and summer food, despite their parents getting SNAP for them. They get school supplies too. 20 per class is too many for a teacher to handle, she/he needs an Assistant. Now they want free college and a free first house. College, now House. Majority Of Gen Z and Millennials Expect Parents To Help With Homeownership.

Which means the Taxpayer in the end.

https://fortune.com/2024/03/27/housing-market-nepotism-down-payment-parents-help-gen-z-millennials/#:~:text=More%20than%20a%20third%20of%20millennials%20and%20Gen%20Zers%20who,to%20a%20Redfin%2Dcommissioned%20survey.

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While I was born in the Dallas TX area my wife grew up on a farm in Iowa. She graduated from Luther College and received numerous offers to become a public school teacher in large US cities. Fortunately for me, she chose Dallas. Upon her arrival for orientation for her first year as an elementary teacher in the DISD she was informed her first assignment would be one of the toughest inner city schools in our area. What a great first assignment for a blonde-haired Norwegian farm girl from the Midwest. The results were predictable. After a couple of years of trying her best to make a difference, she gave up in frustration and depression. And this was over 30 years ago. I could not imagine someone trying that today in that same school.

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