Nah.
I could never process how it was that a guy missing three fingers could flunk somebody in “power saw safety.”
I could never process how it was that a guy missing three fingers could flunk somebody in “power saw safety.”
My only accident there was running a finger through the V-belt on a bandsaw. It was the '50s and pulleys weren't even covered...Nah.
I could never process how it was that a guy missing three fingers could flunk somebody in “power saw safety.”
I could write with three pencils in one hand -- mastered this aspect of class!!!
Pretty much the same on art here, although, looking back, the teacher was so weird, I think she was definitely on the spectrum. Her connection to the outside world was tenuous, at best. I did learn a little art appreciation. In my HS at the time, French, Latin (4 years) and Spanish (by the art teacher) were offered but no German...Just to be clear - I WANTED to take shop, which was called "Industrial Arts" at Sembach AFB, West Germany. (The teacher was a distant relative of then superstar QB Dan Fouts, he even looked like him).
But I showed up to school a month late due to military commitments. And by that time, Shop and Home Ec were full and they were not going to let me START French or German with the class already one month along (although my German teacher was so good, I probably could have caught up easily due to her method of instruction).
So they put me in Art.
And for the record, I hate Art to this day, no offense to the art lovers here.
But I loathe Art, largely because my teacher was a pompous, I'll leave it at that.
LMAO. It sounds like you are talking about my sister. She still lives in Tuscaloosa and makes jewelry for a living. Never had a job I can recall and she's in her 70's now. Unbelievably talented working with metals but is almost a savant in every other aspect of her life. I've never taken an art class because I have absolutely zero talent art-wise. It's funny how that works.Pretty much the same on art here, although, looking back, the teacher was so weird, I think she was definitely on the spectrum. Her connection to the outside world was tenuous, at best. I did learn a little art appreciation. In my HS at the time, French, Latin (4 years) and Spanish (by the art teacher) were offered but no German...
My kids used to say any animal I drew turned out looking like a dog...LMAO. It sounds like you are talking about my sister. She still lives in Tuscaloosa and makes jewelry for a living. Never had a job I can recall and she's in her 70's now. Unbelievably talented working with metals but is almost a savant in every other aspect of her life. I've never taken an art class because I have absolutely zero talent art-wise. It's funny how that works.