• Dozzi92@lemmy.world
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      6 hours ago

      I moved the summer before fifth grade. My previous town, elementary school was prek through fourth grade, but new town had fourth and fifth grade in their own school.

      Chorus was “mandatory” starting fourth grade, and so when I went to the first chorus class, they’d do a warmup where they’d sing this song. No problem, I’d heard the jingle, and I could pick it up quick. The problem was when they would then sing it backwards. All these kids had a full year on me, and I’d stumble my way through it like a fool.

      So it came as a surprise to my teacher when I tapped out. I said, enough is enough, no more chorus for me. And so I was assigned a paper on Lyndon Big Dick Johnson. I’m not sure how that was a good replacement for an art class, but that was that.