We had air raid drills in New York up until I moved out of the state in 1986. We didn't hide underneath the desks, though. Instead, we lined up single file against the walls of the hallways which were specifically designed to have no windows. Somehow I think this was infinitely less pleasant as you ended up nose to butt with the person in front of you.
The only horrifying PSA I can recall is a school bus safety film from elementary school that ended with a girl climbing up on a snowbank next to the bus, slipping off it and landing under the wheel which ran over and killed her. The sex film was animated and about 40 years old and starred Betty Boop. It made next to no sense.
The worst experience I had, though, weren't PSAs. When I was in Hebrew School, starting in about the 5th or 6th grade they would show us concentration camp films as part of our education on the Holocaust. These were raw and graphic and they would preface the showings by telling the students that if we felt the need to vomit, we did not need to ask permission to leave the room, but could just leave and go to the lavatory. It was awful and at that age I was nowhere near ready for it.
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The only horrifying PSA I can recall is a school bus safety film from elementary school that ended with a girl climbing up on a snowbank next to the bus, slipping off it and landing under the wheel which ran over and killed her. The sex film was animated and about 40 years old and starred Betty Boop. It made next to no sense.
The worst experience I had, though, weren't PSAs. When I was in Hebrew School, starting in about the 5th or 6th grade they would show us concentration camp films as part of our education on the Holocaust. These were raw and graphic and they would preface the showings by telling the students that if we felt the need to vomit, we did not need to ask permission to leave the room, but could just leave and go to the lavatory. It was awful and at that age I was nowhere near ready for it.