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A Million Little Pieces Of My Mind

9th Grade

By: Paul S. Cilwa Viewed: 4/15/2024
Occurred: 9/5/1965
Posted: 10/25/2022
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Topics: #Autobiography
A thumbnail portrait of my first year in high school.
School:Saint Joseph Academy
Homeroom Teacher:Sister Saint Dismas, SSJ

As did most students of my elementary class in Cathedral Parish School, after graduation I attended St Joseph Academy. Because my elementary school had switched to the homeroom/change classes model during my eighth grade attendance, the idea of having a homeroom wasn't bizarre to me, as it certainly had been the previous year. I mean, what's the point? Why make 40 kids move from one room to another, as opposed to two teachers changing positions? Still, they didn't check with me, first; and so we did have a homeroom, run by Sister St Dismas.

Thanks to my summer spent prowling around St. Augustine's historic sites—and actually reading the plaques—I recognized the architectural method known as "poured concrete". With this technique, a wooden frame is built, and wet cement poured into it in layers. Once a layer has set and dried, a new layer is poured on top of it. The technique was popular in St. Augustine in the 1920s, when it was used to build the Cordova Building, the Ponce de Leon Hotel, and the Lightner Museum of Hobbies building.

I also continued to be active in Boy Scouts.

And I continued experimenting with photography. For example, here's a composite photo I made of my sister, Louise, and I visiting "Knossos in Crete, thanks to Time Travel."

The classes I took included Latin, from a nun who knew less Latin than I, as an altar boy, did; and who pronounced all Latin words as if they were English words spoken with a deep Southern drawl. And to be honest, that's the only class I remember specifically.