From: fv@LINK.Physchem.KTH.SE (Fredrik Viklund)
Newsgroups: rec.humor
Subject: Re: Real Student
Date: 7 Apr 92 13:10:24 GMT
Reply-To: fv@LINK.Physchem.KTH.SE
Organization: Royal Institute of Technology, Stockholm

In article <1992Apr6.103553.25497@spider.co.uk>, andrewc@spider.co.uk (Andrew Cannon) writes:
>>In article <1992Mar29.191255.17529@island.COM>, fester@island.COM (Mike Fester) writes:
>>> In article <fulton.701623957@copper> fulton@copper.ucs.indiana.edu (Ben Fulton) writes:
>>> >craig@grad04.math.ncsu.edu (Ralph Craig) writes:
>>> >
>>> >>Oh! You would have been the upper-class in my neighborhood.  Blood for
>>> >>ink, eh?  We had to sell our blood to buy bits of bark which we used for
>>> >>paper.  We got up at 1:00 a.m. for five hours of chapel,  two hours of
>>> >>latrine-scrubbing and fifteen minutes of gratuitous verbal abuse on
>>> >>alternate Wednesdays.  Lectures were given in mime in darkened rooms
>>> >>by lecturers with little motor control.  Afternoons we worked as shovels
>>> >>in local mines.  Evenings graduate students would kill us outright.
>>> >
>>> >Bark!  We would have KILLED to have bark to write on in my day.  We would
>>> >use pointed sticks to prick ourselves, and took notes in our blood on our
>>> >hands.  We would get up just before midnight so the professors could
>>> >do experiments on us, after which it was down to the old gym to lick the
>>> >sweat off the basketball court for refreshments.  We never had any 
>>> >lecturers - the books were set at the front of the room, where we were
>>> >expected to memorize them.  Oh, and to be killed by graduate students
>>> >instead of townies - purest heaven!
>>> >
>>> Boy did YOU have it easy. We had to claw our notes in the dirt for each lecture.
>>> to take a test, we had to claw the answers into our own skin with our
>>> fingernails! Refreshments! We ate dirt for dinner and had mud to drink
>>> and were damn grateful for that! Books? Feh! WE had to GUESS what the 
>>> information was. To be killed by townies? You had it easy. On parents day, our
>>> family we come and beat us severely as wild dogs chased us down and mangled 
>>> us severely. Built character. Kids today, no sense of proportion.
>>> 
>
> We'll in my day we had it tuff. We had t'attend a British college on a 
>British student grant, and use t'facilities funded by t'British government !
>
>But then I had it even worse. I had t'attend t'City o' Birmingham Polytechnic.
>
>Tha' dun't know tha's born these days. 
>
>               From Andy (a REAL Yorkshireman...Where men are men and sheep 
>                                                are Nervous )
>
>PS This is SATIRE.....Please do not flame me for slagging off that which does
>                      not work (ie the British education system !)
>                       
>-- 
>| Andy - andrewc@spider.co.uk  |   He's just a boy,         "Renegade" |
>|                              |   That has lost his way.       by     |
>|  Or you children of today    |   He's a rebel,               Thin    |
>| Are children of the Grave.   |   and he's fallen down        Lizzy   |

You were obviously spoiled as kids!

We had forty-seven miles to walk to school every day. But it was so cold 
that we froze to the road every other day and had to light our shoes to 
get free. When we returned home after school we had to clean the bottom 
of the lake (if we were lucky). We had pebbles for dinner and slept in 
paper bags. 

(But my stunning intellect got me to this school... :-))


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| Fredrik Viklund       To be or not to be,             |
| FV@Chemstud.kth.se    Thats true.                     |
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