Kiss the Pig

One year, maybe it was my senior year, there was a Kiss the Pig contest that was done as a fund raiser. Students nominated teachers for the contest who they would love to see have to kiss a pig. The top 3, or 5, I don't know, nominated teachers' names were each put on a jar at the voting booth, and you could put money into the jar of the teacher you most wanted to win and have to kiss the pig. (I'm pretty sure the teachers agreed to participate before their names went on the jars). Which ever teacher ended up with the most money was the "winner."

My English teacher was Miss Dillman. She was an old maid. A very old maid. She may have retired after my senior year, or maybe she went on another year or two, but for sure no longer than that. She was a very interesting teacher. She was old and gray, and kind of dumpy, and she was known all through school for pushing a shopping cart. She really, honestly looked like a homeless person sometimes. Her clothes were not ragged or anything, but I can still see an image of her in her skirt and sneakers and gray hair pushing her shopping cart across campus. I don't know where she got the cart, but she used it when she was getting class sets of books from the book room. Honestly, she was pretty smart to do it that way! It was very efficient, and easy on the back. But oh, I tell you--the students got a big kick out of it. Miss Dillman also had no use for students' antics or crazy ways. She did some pretty weird things as a teacher, though. One day when the class was being to loud, she started barking like a dog to get everyone's attention. Another day, the clock in her classroom started going backward. I would doubt that it really happened, except I saw it with my own eyes. She was just strange, and there was really no doubt about it.

But...I really liked Miss Dillman. Maybe it's because I was also a person who didn't really fit the "right" mold. Miss Dillman was a very good teacher because she didn't do anything to please anybody else. And at the end of the year, most people agreed that she was their favorite teacher. She was their weirdest teacher, to be sure, but she was their favorite.

At any rate, Mrs. Dillman won the Kiss the Pig contest. The FFA Club provided the pig, and all the students gathered in the rally court for the event. Miss Dillman was such a great sport, and she was there, and she kissed that pig. She raised a lot of money for the school over the years!

High School Me

This is me with my very first perm. My question is...why didn't anyone teach me that taking care of a perm was different than without a perm? I just brushed my hair every day like I'd always done...and it could have been so cute. LOL

Here's a look I was really fond of back then. I would braid my hair in a bunch of braids at night to get it to look like this in the morning. Ha ha!

This was either my junior or senior year.