I just had parent rage remembering how my oldest's 1st grade teacher wanted to hold them back just because their handwriting was "awful", and their 2nd grade teacher decided to put all the talkative kids away in their own section so they "wouldn't disturb the good kids" because THEY ALL TALKED TO EACH OTHER! This was also the same teacher that wrote "did you even study?" on a second graders spelling test when they came home with a D (that particular week had been so hard).
Sorry for ranting, but this was prior to oldest being diagnosed with ADHD, dyslexia, and dysgraphia. Sometimes the teachers just see flaws and lable the ND kids as trouble makers or lazy instead of thinking they need extra help. Occupational therapy helped so much with their handwriting, medication and psychotherapy helped with the ADHD, and blue light filters helped with the dyslexia.
I remember us having an Atari computer along with some Compac computer running DOS in the late 80s. The computers I grew up with were models that we got for free from my dad's workplace whenever they upgraded. We ran Win 3.1 until about '98. Win 95 was prevalent in the house until the mid '00s. Due to my dad's job, we always had a computer of some sort in the house.
The computers in my elementary school's computer lab were Apple 2es - in the 90s.
I didn't get a cellphone until around 2004/2005, and then it was a hand-me-down from my older sister. The Nokia 5110 - the brick, complete with extendable antenna.
Crush crackers into crumbs. Set aside approximately 1/3-1/4 to bread patties. Put remainder into a bowl. Add egg and drained tuna. Add a few dashes of Worcestershire sauce if desired. Mix together and form patties. (I usually get 2 to 4 patties per can.) Coat outside with cracker crumbs, fry in oil until outer crackers are golden brown. Serve and eat.
Can also be made with canned salmon. My kids like eating them with ketchup or steak sauce. This is actually what I'll be making for supper tomorrow night. You could totally eat this up with spicy ketchup.
I got banned from r/trueoffmychest because I commented on a r/tumblrinaction post (something along the lines of "you can't use autism as a blanket excuse to be an asshole"). Didn't matter the context of my comment. Just that I did it once. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I just bought myself a pair of parachute pants! They're not nearly as loud as the wind breaker suits of the 90s and early 00s, but I love them.