Adilegian Rogue Scholar

Joined: 05 Dec 2006 Location: Q*Bert Killscreen Nightmare
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:28 pm |
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I spent my childhood on a U. S. military base in south Bavaria, which was pretty close (if not dead center) to where American missiles would strike in the event of a Communist invasion of Western Europe.
For those, we drilled to get to the lowest part of the school, crouch, and line the hallways.
My elementary school was also occasionally the target of threats (and one attack) from anti-NAFTA terrorists who wanted to scare the U. S. Army out of West Germany. For those, we just got underneath the desks and covered the back of our necks.
We also had these things called "Swish Days" wherein someone from a health organization would bring in mouthwash, and we would swish the mouthwash in our mouths for sixty seconds ON THE DOT, then spit back into a paper cup.
One time a terrorist bomb drill happened during the middle of Swish Day! My normal happiness with the forebearance of long division was broken by the taste of antiseptic peppermint. _________________
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