If you have been reading my blog, you know that I was quite bullied in Grade school but, especially high school. On top of that, I'm a bright kid, at least I think I am, but I had trouble learning the way they taught us, I was an average C student except for Math...Yuck to Math. Anyhoo, I am picking 2 songs that I always equate with my high school years and my hubby picked one that he could relate to when he was a teen.
1. STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN SUNG BY LED ZEPPELIN-1971
I actually went to quite a few school dances especially when I became friends with a girl, from another school, who took me under her wing and told me to be free with dancing and not care what others think. She was golden to me. This song, written by Jimmy Page and Robert Plant, was always the last song to be played. Now, no one ever asked me to dance so I would sit and watch the many kids slow dance to this song but, as the tempo quickened, the kids had no idea what to do. Some still tried to slow dance while others tried to start to fast dance the way white people do...you know...boring. I was always laughing by this point because of their utter confusion about how to dance.
2. ROCKETMAN BY ELTON JOHN-1972
This is my hubby's song that he though of first. He doesn't remember high school at all (he got into trouble...a lot!) but he always enjoyed being on his own, drawing, in his bedroom and this song would be playing. He loved Led Zeppelin too and he liked KISS. My hubby actually had the Gene Simmons dragon boots that he would walk around the mall proudly. I bet I passed him one or 2 times and i would have laughed. I wish he had those boots now because they might be worth something.
3. WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS BY QUEEN-1977
This song, written by the late, great Freddy Mercury, has always been special to me. I am not into sports at all and this song is often played at sporting events. I listened to it because it gave me strength when I was spat upon, tripped, told no one would ever love me and I am a waste and to go and kill myself as everyone would be better off. Every year my mom brought me to the emergency because the brats tried to break my right fingers or hand. My hand was just sprained but it did swell up. When I was held up by my neck so I could not touch the floor and they told me that, when they get the chance, they would slice my throat from ear to ear especially if I told someone about what just happened, I knew this song came in handy. Nasty bastards aren't they? Well, when I heard this song, it gave me strength because I am a Champion! I showed no fear and would walk, on my own, to classes. Mind you, I made sure I was in the library during free periods. I had no time for losers and that's what they were. I kept thinking that. One always remembers these horrible times but, I am so happy itbis the past. It shaped me for who I am today which is not bad. I'm blessed with a wonderful hubby, a good home, great friends in the real world and the blog world, wonderful pets and many great fond memories. That's what counts.
Aren't we all Champions. So what makes you think of school, music wise?