The actress Jutta Speidel recently said on the talk show “3 nach 9” that she was expelled from school twice as a teenager and was a wild sweeper in general. Yes, just talk, one thought, nowadays every district savings bank manager claims to have spent a youth in turmoil and revolt. Even Friedrich Merz, by his own admission, was a daring fellow who raced through town on a motorcycle and, the height of nefariousness, drank beer and smoked. And now Jutta Speidel. She, too, claims to have been a horror of the citizens.
But just when you wanted to listen, the actress said three words that changed everything: “Kurt-Huber-Gymnasium.” Oh I see. She went to the Kurt Huber Gymnasium. Then yes! Then her story of the wild youth is true, of course. In the Würmtal, from Gauting to the ruined district of Pasing, the sparrows are still whistling from the roof: everyone who staggered towards the matriculation examination in the late 1960s and early 1970s at the Graefelfingen Kurt-Huber-Gymnasium fell into an irresistible rock pull ‘n’Roll, rebellion and unchristian desires – with the exception of nerds and Junge Union boys like Friedrich Merz.
In this “extremely left-wing high school” (Speidel), the young man met the great guys his parents had always warned about. And soon you were one of them. The boys and girls in the upper school, who embodied the high school spearhead of the 1968 movement, enjoyed the greatest respect. They had slogans against old Nazis and the Vietnam War painted on their jeans, and we would have loved to buy their best man our lunch because his photo was in the newspaper once. He had refused to take his hat off in class, which was taken as a sign of a moral decay that would inevitably lead to Bolshevism.
But we saw it differently: Wasn’t that freedom, the dawn of a new era when Janis Joplin, Bob Dylan and Jimi Hendrix provided the soundtrack? Sitting still in the classroom, that wasn’t real life. That took place somewhere else: in the Pasinger outdoor pool, where, one has to admit contritely, the joints that the neighbor had rolled in the Latin lesson were smoked; or at parties in storm-free villas that culminated in flirts under the stars; or in the ice cream parlor, where a friendly gentleman once took a group photo. Everyone who was on it was later interrogated by drug officers. Some were really proud to be among the suspects.
Overall, these were good times, and the faculty did little to change that. In addition to a few teachers who might still have had the Hitler Youth in their bones, there were newer types of teachers, such as the young mathematics teacher, whose skirts were so short that the boys lost sight of the mathematical events on the blackboard. how to say There was a certain lack of discipline in terms of discipline, but perhaps it was also the knowledge of the limits of pedagogical effort. Schooling is useful, but man only reaches maturity by deviating from the curriculum.