Some of my most memorable high school fun was when the girls went to Home Economics class in a room right beside the Vocational Agriculture building. That's where the boys went to learn the real nuts and bolts of work. Those guys learned farming, animals, woodworking, lawn mower repair, small construction (bird houses), painting, welding, and their favorite of all, building a "hot rod" car that was donated by the local car dealer. He made a donation each year. Every boy in school signed up for "Vo-Ag" because they wanted to make that old dead car roar to life and become the next shiny rod with a muffler that "talked back." (loud)
In the Home Ec. room next door, we were learning proper manners (lol), sewing, and cooking. The windows were always raised in the Vocational Ag building and, girls will be girls. You can't imagine how many raw biscuits were fired through those open windows. If we spit on it first, it would stick to whomever or whatever it hit.
I've always believed that not everyone was meant to go to college. Each of us is unique and have a place to fill in life and nobody else can do it for us. When it comes to earning a living, I think we already know what type of work we enjoy and are best suited for.




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