Show up at Glenbrook North with the wrong folder, the wrong parents, the wrong nose, and you didn't just amuse students, you sickened them.įeeling like an alien in high school of course did not make me unique, but it felt so at the time. Perhaps not in person but in near-documentary form in The Breakfast Club, Sixteen Candles, and Ferris Bueller's Day Off, the films based on the high school by director and Northbrook favorite son John Hughes (Glenbrook North, '68). Read every Esquire story ever published at Esquire Classic. This article originally appeared in the March 2000 issue of Esquire. Kids who attend GBN, he said, turn out to be doctors, lawyers, CEOs in short, adults worthy of living in Northbrook. My personal high school guidance counselor raved about Glenbrook North's high SAT scores and swimming-pool wing and plans for the multimillion-dollar Center for the Performing Arts. Fashionable welcome ladies helped me pronounce the name of my new street - Michelline Lane - and instructed me to celebrate my lucky transplant into Glenbrook North High School, the crown jewel in this gilded community and one of the top high schools in the country. My family moved to Northbrook when I was fourteen. Seniors who stroll the downtown's winding lanes enjoy handsome discounts on hand-dipped ice cream. Northbrook offers gazebos to its picnickers and electronic scoreboards to its Little Leaguers. The average home costs $340,000 97 percent of the kids go to college and when you buy groceries at Sunset Foods, crimson-vested valets scurry to load your car. Northbrook, Illinois, happens to a person when life is good. While his name had become a sick punch line to anyone who had known him, I still admired him. Lindwall was that I'd never stopped thinking about him. I'd like to visit, to catch up and talk about our lives. It's been twenty years since we've seen each other, I said, but I remember you. The son of a Chicago cop, he'd heard his share of stories, and in those stories kids wearing nooses didn't live. Wesley now had good reason to believe he'd be killed. If you struggle, I can pull tight from here and control you.
#My favorite teacher series#
This noose is attached to a series of pulleys. I'm going to tape your hands behind your back. My teacher climbed back into the driver's seat and explained: The seat belts in this jeep don't unfasten.
Wesley found it and tightened it around his neck in the way Mr. He ordered the boy to bend over and locate the hangman's noose by his feet. Among a pile of tools, he found his hunting knife, which he unsheathed and poked at Wesley's back. Lindwall shut off the headlights, exited the vehicle, and popped open the back hatch. Lindwall stopped the Land Cruiser and asked Wesley to wait a second, the spare tire was rattling in back. Lindwall pulled over his yellow Toyota Land Cruiser and told Wesley to hop in.ĭown the road, Mr. Even rarer were high school teachers who picked them up. Hitchhikers were rare on Chicago's exclusive North Shore, where kids owned Camaros and carried plenty of taxi cash. One night twenty years ago, my biology teacher picked up a seventeen-year-old hitchhiker named Jefferson Wesley.
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