School kids are so deprived these days.
They have no idea what a mimeograph machine is, and they’ve never smelled a mimeograph test.
Teachers, on the other hand, have it a little easier.
With the advent of the Xerox copier in the late 1950s, tests became easier to copy. Most schools didn’t get copy machines until later on due to expense, so the mimeograph machine, dinosaur that it was, lasted through out my 12 years of school.
Making a test in the dark ages consisted of slipping a mimeograph stencil into the typewriter and carefully typing the entire test!
There was no undo, no back space, no correction fluid.
It had to be perfect.
Once the stencil was done, the teacher carefully and prayerfully took it to the office and hoped against hope that the person running the machine knew which way to put the stencil in so that the test would come off in the right order…other wise, the words would all be backwards.
As the freshly washed and properly prepared students waited for said test, the class room was filled with anticipation, all were awaiting the test.
Or at least the first whiff of the test.
What a buzz!
The smell of mimeograph ink was fresh, chemical, and a litte sweet.
And it gave you a little buzz!
I feel sorry for kids today. When they watch “Fast Times At Ridgemont High”, they have no idea why the kids are “sniffing” their tests!
And they have no idea what they are missing.
Hmmm. maybe that’s where that whole drug problem started.
Could it be that pot isn’t the gateway drug, and that it was mimeograph ink all along?