I remember the names of these kids better than some of the ones I actually went to school with.
If you had to judge the old class against the new class, I’d use the metric of “Who did the best special musical episodes,” though the trip to Moscow puts the old one slightly ahead.
One time I met someone who went to Bronx Science in real life. You KNOW. Their rival school. I grilled him ruthlessly. Turns out, he never met Arvid.
Previously on, “I’m Doing Graduate Work in Head of the Class”:
That show and Fame were the only ones I dangerously fashioned myself after as a kid. I was influenced by, and only coveted the exceptional. I can name every single person in the old class AND the new Aristotle/Vicky class. Brian Robbins, have I loved.
