Dancing, movies and “secular” music and books were forbidden, even after school hours. (I knew of one kid who was expelled because a teacher saw him wearing a Metallica t-shirt in a grocery store.)
Our “prom” was held in a dispiritedly decorated church basement. We ate a catered dinner, then played Bible trivia games.
Library? Ours was stocked with books like “In His Steps,” and a series of painfully boring religious biographies, all of which were written by the same woman. (I can still see the picture of her in the back cover: grim and glaring, wearing cats’-eye glasses.) There were only four bookshelves. The “science” section took up an entire case, consisting entirely of anti-evolution books, poorly bound, smearily printed, and peppered with numerous typos.
I went to a college where no school-sponsered dances were (or still are) permitted, although students were allowed to dance in the privacy of their dorm rooms or at off-campus events.
Every year, they would have a formal dinner, sponsered by the school, and organized by the student government. At the appropriate time in the evening, the president would announce, “The dinner is now over. This event has ended. However, the room will remain open until midnight. Just for your information.”
And then, once the ‘dinner’ had ended, a DJ would appear as if from nowhere…
Yes, I know it’s bizarre. You could also be expelled for drinking alcohol. Even if you were over 21. Even if you were a fifty-year-old adult student drinking inside your own home.
I live just a few miles from this place. It’s real… Interresting. Most tranquil college campus town I’ve ever seen. It’s actually kinda nice, but… Just weird.
I went to Georgia Tech. We didn’t really have school dances. Or maybe they just were careful about who they told about them. Boy, that annual Star Trek festival though, that was a hoot. And you should have seen the anime-thon.
Damn me for not going to a party school, damn me for not going to a party school…
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My wife grew up in that town and her father was a professor at that school for a number of years. Her parents used to frequent a local restaurant owned by a Greek man named Jimmy. Lots of the students and faculty ate there. They would order “Greek tea” with their meals which was wine in a coffee cup.
If you guys think that’s bad, one of my Krsna-conscious friends wouldn’t eat anything with Tabasco sauce on it, because his sect warned that it had the potential to “excite the genitals.”
I agree, but only if you’re eating that wet burrito naked.