| Pittsburgh, a nun took my fifth grade class to a private tour of the old Three Rivers Stadium followed by Laser Pink Floyd at the Planetarium. Thank you Sr. Alexis! |
Our (male) calculus teacher hosted an end of the year pool party in his back yard senior year in high school. Kids were bikini clad, he and his wife kept their clothes on thank God. I remember him working the grill but in retrospect this entire thing was a little odd. I remember he had these huge photos of his son, who was our age and went to the neighboring high school, playing soccer. His son was super hot and my friends and I took a photo (with film) next to the photo of his son. |
| When I was in high school our calculus teacher started dating the manager of a local rock quarry. We went on a field trip to a rock quarry. When we got there, her boyfriend played the guitar for our class. And we looked at a big hole. And then went back to school. |
I remember about 1990 or so a bunch of Phillip Morris employees had a march down Constitution Ave where I worked chanting "Smoke Up, Smoke Up". They were protesting government warnings enacted and health restrictions/ sales to minors. No brain stuff. I worked at 14th and Constitution and was standing outside. I shook my head at them and two of their goon leaders ran over and tried to obnoxiously start a fight with me. |
| FCPS, late 80s. The pinnacle of the field trip was sitting in a classroom like room (somewhere in DC) to watch an underwater camera on a sub like thing explore the bottom of the ocean. And we saw...nothing, just the plain bottom of the ocean. The teacher apologized later, she was embarrassed. |
| Oklahoma, 1980s — we went to a horse-breeding farm as part of a sex education field trip. |
Rust Belt in the late 80’s and we toured the (now defunct) ball bearings factory that employed a good bit of my town and the surrounding area. We got to take a ball bearing home as a souvenir. |
Awww. I lived in da Burgh for several years and both of those places were faves (even saw Laser Floyd there). |
| In the last 10 years I’ve been a chaperone on my kids’ field trips in the DMV and the three most colorful ones were: 1) going to a Krispy Kreme and getting a behind the scenes tour of how they make the donuts, 2) going to a Five Guys (because one of classmates had a parent who started the first one) and they had the kids running all around the kitchen, touching everything and all I could think about was the health department and 3) the Argentina Embassy in DC which treated the second graders like they were VIPs it was amazing, they had a HUGE spread of catered food, allowed them to touch autographed Messi items, gave them a tour of everything they did there, and gave each kid a gift bag (they were 8 years old). |
Hahahaha! Love this. My K class went to a grocery store, and the butcher showed us different cuts of meat. |
| Thought of another one (I'm laser floyd above). When I was a senior in high school, somehow I convinced the French teacher to let me go on a field trip with the Advanced French class to see a movie and go to a French restaurant. I took Spanish for four years. My parents also signed off on the permission slip. My friends were in the class but I can't remember what made me ask and how I connived my way into going on someone else's field trip. |
| Senior year in high school our English teacher took us to the movies to see Hamlet one night and then took us all to a cafe. Another teacher that year had a trip to her house where the whole Spanish class made paella with her. And every semester we were supposed to have lunch with our advisor. So teachers would just take students off campus to a restaurant for lunch one on one. I can’t even imagine that now. |
Love the last one! So DC. |
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My kid is going with her HS Chinese language class to visit an Asian supermarket in Maryland. She and her classmates are super excited.
Our 6th grade class did an overnight field trip to a kind of gold rush-era living history museum. Everyone dressed up like it was 1850 and we learned to dip candles, card wool, etc. |
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California in the 1980s, our field trip was that we went to the theater and saw Labyrinth.
In HS, we had a cool program where every other year there was a week long elective led by a regular teacher. My choice was a walking tour of SF led by a teacher who lived there. We took public transportation from the school and then saw a different part of the city every day on foot. |