| 09/24/09 11:00 PM |
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Nicole Foy
Oh my God look what happens when you don't check this for a couple of days. Seriously, I feel like I have been on a mind bender reading all this. I knew we were bad, but were we really this bad? Rusty, Cne', Mindy: all of you who teach or see kids every day now: ballpark it for us - were we truly horrid compared even to the modern-day-mobster-kids? And can we create a slush fund to keep everyone quiet about all this if our kids come-a-askin'?
I don't know where to start. If this is a confessional, I'm doomed.
Random thoughts:
Elementary: I loved getting my hair checked for lice because the nurse rubbed my head with alcohol-hands. That, coupled with the major inhales of the copied-purple-ink worksheets set the early stage for addiction :)
Ms. Hawthorne in first grade told my mom that I'd run her class if I'd let her. Ummmm, see the common thread through the years? I did not even remember that Owl Award till you all went on about it and now I remember that it's all I lived for. Eeek.
Second grade Ms. Reavis: I got in the worst trouble of my life because I took Mindy's Dataman calculator (I coveted it) and blamed it on Mary Ann White. I got licks and had to sit in my room for two weeks for 3 hours every day after school.
Third grade highlights were those fold-up, pocket-sized multiplication tables Ms. Bridges had us memorize; Chris Pfife (sp?) (first crush) and riding his motorcycle on the trails w Craig; and Cne' coming to school.
And also in elementary, yes, was when Keeli and I set up some Romeo and Juliet production that we roped Rusty and Kyle into just because we were entranced by them. Rusty would let me wear his Beechnut hat sometimes at recess hahahaha. I knew that proved his undying love for me. The production had many practices, including dramatic readings off the balcony of my house, but no final big run, I think.
About Bill's Dollar Store: I liked getting my Big Chief Tablets there. And I loved talking to Jimmy EVERY DAY in high school at lunch. He'd come over to my table EVERY DAY and chat. Such a fixture.
Things about the 'ville I loved: the Candy Kitchen. Remember in the early days you could go to the back door and they'd give you boxes of that wide taffy? And yes, I remember the water that tasted like tin that they'd throw off the trains. We'd run after the cabooses like poor, haggard children - "WATER!! WATER!!!"
Kim, didn't you wear an Esprit outfit that first day? You were WAY stylin' and we were all jealous. Enuf said.
High school choir was fun but I still tense up remembering how we locked the teacher in a closet one day. Mindy, Cne and I got licks and Cne's butt was redder than ours bc her dad wore her out.
And don't even get me started on pushing cars out of driveways in the dead of night. I also remember fitting 19 people in my mom's limo-like Lincoln one night and it dragged as we were going across the railroad tracks.
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