September 1992, AP Physics my senior year in high school. The instructor wants us to learn to juggle. I'm irritated by the waste of class time and more than a little uncoordinated. Then she decides that our juggling ability will be the basis of a quiz grade. I call bullshit and refuse to participate on the basis it's not within the scope of the course. (Conveniently ignoring the water balloon launching, little bit of gambling and odd extracurricular requirements like the Russian class that occurred in AP Chemistry the year before. After all, that was with the cool teacher.) The principal agreed with me and the juggling was dropped. Pun intended.
September 2008. My 4 year old son says "mommy, show me how to juggle!".
Well, damn. Guess it would have come in handy after all.
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