Lower Manhattan Community Middle School (LMC) is a school that takes the word "community" seriously. Each student commits to an art major after the 6th grade (Visual Art, Digital Art, Music, and Dance). Great for future artists as it definitely can be the start of a “rags to riches” story. Heavy on the rags. Mice are frequent and welcome members of the community and roaches love to join in on dodgeball games in the gym. The school curriculum tries (and can fail) to be progressive, leading to a lot of “interesting” lessons and even more interesting personalities. Hippies, basketball stars, wallflowers, and ignorant will usually end up in groups together. Like every middle school, students will be embarrassed of their time at the school, but at least they made it out alive.
No visual art teacher has ever stayed at LMC (Lower Manhattan Community Middle School) for more than a year.
Yeah, I went to LMC (Lower Manhattan Community Middle School). I miss it but I’d never go back…
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)