I remember that and I also remember being very angered by the whole thing, I refused to play along. Among my classmates in the room supposedly on that plane, I chose not based upon purported utility to the group but the one who looked most likely to be tasty, tender and lightly marbled. The teacher was flabbergasted and not happy but the class laughed, and several of the girls blurted out "ooh, eat me too, I'm tender." Made a big joke out of it. This was in the 80's.
You handled it properly. You turned the rhythm that the teacher was working so hard to project into a mess. I congratulate you. You probably saved the day for your class. :)