Yeah, my high school was the creme dela creme. Whitney M. Young high school. Thinking back on it, my English Lit teacher was kinda dope. I remember him telling a story about having a house party and later finding out one of his favorite pairs of sneaks were stolen. Then he went out with his crew to try and find the guy to whoop his ass. That AND we still covered the classics like Canterbury Tales, Great Expectations, etc.

Also watched "One Who Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" in Psych class. And the same Psych teacher showed "A Clock Work Orange" to another class. He was also the coach of the academic decathlon team and I remember when the whole cheating scandal occurred with Steinmetz high school.