My name is Yoshi.* I am a former student of West Heritage Elementary, Class of 2002-- in fact, I was among those few "Original Eagles" who started kindergarten when it opened, survived the split that would later create East Heritage, and bore witness to all the shenanigans that ensued through the end of 5th grade.
This is my tell-all blog.
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Monthly Archives: April 2011
I grew up back when schools began flirting with high-stakes testing. West Heritage, being an experimental sort, was sure to take part in these shenanigans. Back then, the yearly tests were called “CTBS” (California Test for Basic Skills) and while … Continue reading
This was the message that West Heritage ultimately carved into my very soul at the end of my stay. Between having misanthropic parents (well, it was mostly my mother) and being the nerdy, boring fat girl who played video games, … Continue reading
It goes by many names. Star of the Week. Student of the Week. Whatever. (Star was reserved for Kindergarten, the rest used Student, and in fifth grade a third tier, “Student of the Month,” was added.) I have a special, … Continue reading
In 1st grade, and sporadically seen later on, there were these horizontal books that were nightmare fuel for us Eagles (the collective term for us kids… school pride, something something). Sometimes we would show up and either on our way … Continue reading
I really do have to wonder what on earth the city planners and contractors were thinking when they were drawing up the tract housing lots AND designing West Heritage. They didn’t exactly give themselves much room to work with– much … Continue reading
Ah, Holey Cards, the biggest pile of rubbish in math class as far as I was concerned. Used as busywork at best, or punishment at worst (the latter by short-tempered substitutes that should know better), they eventually settled into their … Continue reading
One thing my school (and I’m sure many others) had a huge hangup on was talking. Teachers at West Heritage were OBSESSED with getting us all to, for lack of a better term, STFU. This remains, of course, the eternal … Continue reading