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![FLASHBACKS OF MEMORIES THAT MAY NOT ALL BE MINE
A FB group was started a few days ago: “You know you went to Colegio Internacional de Caracas in the 80’s when…” [note: a few of my posts already have been censored and deleted] CIC was the bad boy international school in Caracas. and yeah… I was there in the late 80s. Pixies “Doolitle” was in everyone’s Walkman, a can of Polar beer in both hands. We wanted to be Jeff Spicoli living the Fast Times at Ridgemont High, wanted to be Straight Outta Compton with Easy E while watching Pink Floyd’s The Wall almost every day after school. We’d cut school to hit the beach, while on the way throwing rotten bananas at each other’s cars, and jump the Pozo del Cura on the way back for a freshwater rinse before driving back to Caracas. So many people I’ve met upon my return to the US for college said they hated high school. I can’t say the same. Ours was like a brotherhood/sisterhood of people with strange accents from all around the world. Thanks to Arturo Limonta for this link to pozo photo. Thanks to Roberto Díaz Tapiero for putting 20” woofers in his Fiat Uno. The 2 Live Crew Miami Bass almost bumped that little car off the road too many times. On a few occasions it knocked electrical connections out of place. All that and I still maintained a 4.2 GPA, was President of the Student Council, Co-Ambassador of the US Delegation to the Model United Nations in the Hague (shout out to Jack Delman) and graduated with a Sandy Blanco Humanitarian Award and scores of AP credits and an International Baccalaureate diploma, that I cashed in a Brown University so I could graduate somewhat early and get to NYC to help start an independent hip-hop record label. Who’s bad?](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lprka97WAJ1qivhrpo1_400.jpg)
