My Memorable Class in High School

I took four years of Latin in high school and I have to say, it was the most memorable class for all four years. My high school was brand new and my graduating class was the first class to go all four years there. Latin one was a full class and Latin two was a full class.  By the time we got to Latin three, we were two rows in the Latin two class since there were only about 7 of us left. By the time Latin four rolled around, I was it. The only student. So, I had my row, Latin three had two rows and Latin two had about five rows of students. It was like the old one room schoolhouse- the teacher would assign work to us and then she’d teach the twos, move over to the threes and finally end up with me. I spent most of the year in silent translations- I remember distinctly hating the marking the long and short sounds in the poetry. It made zero sense to me and seemed to be busy work- in retrospect, it definitely was.

I loved the class all four years, though. We had such fun. We traveled to competitions and  I won numerous times at the district level and even once at the state level. We had a college bowl team and that was fun, we wrote and performed in plays, we goofed around and just had a blast.

I was Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, Latin style and we won an award for it. I got to look for “Leones, tigres, et orsi, oh my”- that’s lions and tigers and bears, to you English folk.  I also got to click my heels in red sequined shoes and chant, “There’s no place like Rome.”  It was grand. Dorothy in a toga was quite fun.

We used to make up crazy stuff and post it on the board before the teacher got to class such as “ubi, oh ubi, est mea sub ubi?” which is technically not quite correct as the last ubi is not really the proper word.  But it translates to “where, oh where, is my underwear?” Don’t get your knickers in a twist, the underwear were not really missing.

Anyway, that was a fun class. Always. Except for those pesky poems.

About Author

The author of these blog posts is a lawyer by day and fiction writer by night.
This entry was posted in childhood and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

11 Responses to My Memorable Class in High School

  1. danicaavet says:

    LOL, I wish Latin had been available to me in high school or college, but each time I was right about to take it, the teacher/instructor retired leaving me with Spanish and French *sniff* I would’ve at least liked German or something! And I love the fact that y’all wrote phrases like that. It reminds me of one of my graduate level classes in college, but I’ll save that story for another time.

    Like

    • LOL! We actually had a different teacher three out of the four years. My sister took German. My boyfriend took French and I’ll never forget the note he sent me that said, “I love you, vraiment” I got mad at him because I thought he was calling me a varmint!! LOL! It means TRULY.

      Like

  2. jeff7salter says:

    When students can be engaged enough to truly enjoy a class — the interaction and the content — that’s truly a learning experience. Don’t know how that was possible with so many diff. levels in the same space, though.

    Like

  3. Laurie Ryan says:

    Two years of latin for me. The mandatory minimum in Catholic school. I switched to Spanish as soon as I could. 🙂 My most memorable class? Physics. Sadly, not because of all the great stuff I learmed (I did learn some way cool stuff.). Mostly, it was because myself and 5 other girls from my all-girls high school got to go to the all-boys school for this class. The powers that be wanted to see how well we would, um, integrate with the boys. Two years later, the schools combined, so I’m guessing we didn’t get in TOO much trouble. 🙂

    Like

  4. Micki Gibson says:

    Your ubi line reminds me of my French III class when we got to do commercials! My group wanted to do the Shower to Shower commercial which translates into “Douche a Douche” (mostly because we wanted to say “douche”) but our teacher made us say “Bain a Bain”. I think she got a kick out of it, but you know, she had to answer to “the powers that be” so “Bain a Bain” it was. I was jealous of the group who did the iconic Wendy’s commercial with Clara Peller. “Ou est le beouf?” anyone? 🙂

    Like

  5. Jillian says:

    I love it. I always hated that old woman in the where’s the beef commercial lol

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s