On finding my junior year English journal, 23 years later
Posted in creative writing, high school on October 10th, 2010 by Daniel Johnson, Jr. – 1 CommentIt’s not that I’ve just found this; it’s been sitting in our bookshelf collecting dust.
I’ve kept journals over the years, but the one I’ve held onto from high school – out of all the ones I could have held onto – is this one from my junior year College Prep English class at Mount Healthy High School
, with Mr. Burns.
Mr. Burns came into that class after first quarter of that year, replacing a teacher that many kids and parents didn’t like. And he made us write. And write. And write some more.
One of the things he made us write was this journal. I always tried to figure out what to write, and he kept telling me that my entries were too much like a diary. As a teenager, and as an adult, I’ve used my writing as a way of searching out what goes on inside me. This blog is called “Journey Inside My Mind”.
Finding and re-reading this journal provides a glimpse into who I was at 16-17, with all my insecurities and (although I wouldn’t have agreed at the time) immature thinking. But I see the promise of some things that have remained with me since that time.
One of the last entries in this journal is from Wednesday, May 20, 1987. We must have been talking about quotations, and Mr. Burns had charged us to come up with some of our own. Here’s what the young man I was at 17 came up with:
On bragging:
“We need more people who don’t open their mouths and put their “feats” in them.
On subjects:
It’s amazing that people are able to fail a subject in which our native tongue is taught.
On religion:
I have noticed that you pious people are always arguing. Why don’t you worry about convincing non-believers instead of each other?
On music:
Pleasant music annoints the soul and soothes the nerves.
On grades:
Grades are just labels which sometimes prove that school is not for learning. Too often a student would do anything to get a good grade, and sometimes that means not learning the material, remembering it, and being able to recall it.
On procrastination:
Procrastination is like acid. The only neutralizing agent is organization and timing.
On the opposite sex:
The perfect man / woman is an ideal. All men / women strive to be like him / her, but only a few ever succeed in the quest.
On the very last page, I found this quotation from one of my classmates:
To some a relationship is like tennis: after someone scores, it’s no longer love. — R. Combs


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