In middle school, my teachers operated on a different curriculum from everyone else. Mostly because they got to write their own curriculum, so they could screw with it however they wanted while getting into minimal trouble (my math teacher was apparently not supposed to stray from the crappy American texts and use her own Russian-style teaching).
LASS–Language Arts and Social Studies–was a double block period of 1/2, 2/3, 3/4, 4/5, 5/6, or 6/7 depending on which teacher you had (there were three, two of which also taught LASS 9), and you switched teachers after first semester. The LASS curriculum operated on two alternating courses. Every other year would be US History, and the other years would be World History.
Language Arts meant a lot of reading and, depending on the year, you either had a lot of writing assignments or a lot of essays.
When you studied US History, you read
- The Ransom of Mercy Carter
- Earth Abides
- A Tale of Two Cities
- A collection of short stories by Edgar Allen Poe
- The Pearl
- The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
When you studied World History, you read
- The Kite Rider
- Around the World in Eighty Days
- Ender’s Game
- Dante’s Inferno
- The Voyages of Sinbad the Sailor
All in all, a pretty well-rounded group. Plus spelling. But then again, you learn a lot of techniques while dissecting each book with a comb of varying degrees of thickness, and so I’ve a leftover collection of old writing from middle school.
Most of it is decent, but I don’t know. Middle school–the most awkward time of your life, no?