School days
Urban High School is located on Bikurim Street on the top of Mount Carmel, and in those days the Carmel children drained it, those whose parents could not or did not want to pay the high school tuition fee, which is a private school
Most of us were Carmelists, but because of the integration policy, students from other neighborhoods in the class were also dispersed in the class, so we came into contact for the first time in our lives with violent and problematic children and family names of which we did not know. If there was historical justice, they were the ones who had to start a punk band, not us, the bourgeois kids. But within a few years, they chose a disco, and we're in for a funk. These were the two musical styles that the second half of the 1970s grew.
When we first met, in 1973, they still didn't dream of disco and funk. In the UK, the glam-rock style blossomed, and I worshiped Mark Bolan, the leader of the T-Rex band. I engraved the letters T. REX on every possible table, covered them with walls and notebooks and test pages, and beamed happily as they began to call me by the name of Mark (an abbreviation of my family name, Mark-Reich), which mentioned Bollan's first name. Although its name is written MARC, and mine is properly MARK to German name. I studied in K3. I was told that in eighth grade there was someone else who was sick of rock music, only that he was engraving the name of the SLADE band everywhere. That hooligan was called Yaron Dekel. When I first came to his class on a break, to find out what records he had at home, he just smeared the letters of his favorite band name on the board.