My Elementary School days were not entirely a bloody minded, Lord of the Flies, struggle for existence. As a matter of fact I had a good relationship with most of my teachers and classmates.
I was a favorite of my third grade teacher because I called her out on bats using Radar (not unless you microwave them). My first grade teacher I’m eternally grateful to since she helped me decode those symbols behind the shutters at the beginning of Popeye cartoons.
My second grade teacher was an air head, but a fox; and that was also the year my most precocious classmate started developing (I also discovered Nathaniel Greene, it was a big year).
But that’s not the story I want to tell tonight.
Much to my surprise it’s been a little over 10 years since I stopped smoking again, which is a long time for me.
My last relapse started at a High School reunion where so intimidated was I by the pressure of comparing my life to my dreams that I practically tore open the cigarette machine for a pack of Merits after about 2 years of quit.
Interestingly enough, at least to me, precocious girl was right beside me and we had a good time out in the “smoking lounge” (a place I never inhabited in High School).
Stars Hollow is a small town actually. Hadn’t seen her for years until a few months ago when I needed some new glasses and there she was.
So what are you doing now ek?
Well, I blog.
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I had the good fortune of being labeled “gifted” instead of “delinquent”.
So according to BillO you’re a delinquent. Aren’t bloggers supposed to be one of the top five threats to society or something like that?
Well if you’re on little BillO’s list, at least you’re in good company!
with ones reality vs ones dreams can be shattering.
coming to terms with it is even harder.
congrats on the ten years.
so it must be about time for another reunion?
you blog ver well. you’re mentor/hero to many.
♥~