I saw this on Dominion Family's blog - an account of their school history. Thought it would be fun to write mine up:

     Kindergarten. We lived across the street from the big red brick schoolhouse. I loved my teacher, Miss Scoby who always had a smile and said "I'm proud of you". I loved kindergarten. I had friends there. My cousins & brother & I would go across the street and walk up the spiral fire escape and then slide down (not during school time).

     1st & 2nd grade. We moved to the country and went to Excelsior School. I must have learned to read here; I remember the teacher giving me some word cards to work on. I went down in the basement and spread them all out to work on them. Once when I was sharpening my pencil I looked out the window & saw a meadowlark. I thought, "Oh, that's the state bird of Kansas." My cousins also went to that school. We played hide 'n seek and darebase and other games outside. One time for our afternoon water break there was no water, so the teacher said, just swallow 3 times and you won't feel so thirsty. When I didn't have anything to do, there was a doll I could play with and put different outfits on her. This school was okay, but I really wanted to go on with my kindergarten friends.

     3rd-4th grades. My teacher was Miss Bauman. My mother remarried the spring before (my father had died when I was 3 1/2) and we moved to a different farmhouse, so went to the small town school. I didn't really like the teacher very much - she was teacher for both years.

     5th-6th grades. Mrs. Miller was 5th grade teacher and expecting a baby. No memerable memories. I must have learned something. Mr. Pollack was 6th grade teacher and not too organized. My baby brother was born in Dec. Mr. Pollack broke his leg in the spring rollerskating and quit & Mrs. Marti finished out the school year. I don't remember anything academically special in that year.

     7th-8th grades. Mr. Sheldon was our teacher. He was good and really liked Amer. History. I couldn't keep all those characters straight. He had me pitch on the girls softball team; all those times playing softball w/ my family must have helped.

     9th-12th grades. I liked typing, sewing in Home Ec., playing the trombone in band, going to football & basketball games. I can't think of any more of the classes I liked. I didn't mind essay questions because I could put a bunch of words down & he gave me a decent grade.

     There's my education in a small nutshell. Then I went to college & that's a whole other story.