Wow! What an interesting topic. I had no idea what to write about today and this was posted on the home page in LIVE JOURNAL.
Sixth Grade - the first time a boy gave me a birthday present. His name was Barry Whitefield and he put $2.00 in change on my desk. I was embarrassed because I was extremely shy. Also, Barry was the first boy to call me at home. I was extremely upset because I knew how strict my daddy was about boys: how he got my number, I have no clue. I didn't even LIKE Barry and never spoke to him; why he was interested in me, I have no clue either. Ironically, Barry and his wife delivered a baby girl just a few minutes before I had Kris on 09/11/1983.
Sixth Grade - Mrs. Rutledge made me learn the poem "Tree," you know, "I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree..." Yeah, that one by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Then there was Mrs. Edwards who taught Social Studies. She was an African-American woman who was about 6 foot tall. I had no clue women could be SO tall until I met Mrs. Edwards. She used to sit on her table in class and swing her legs. I was fascinated by her laid back attitude, not stuffy in the least. She was just the coolest teacher I had ever encountered.
Sixth Grade - I was in a skit at PTA meeting because my Mom was the PTA president. She had written some poem about starting to school. The poem was "September," an acrostic as usual. "Summer days are almost gone, Even grass upon the Lawn, Picking cotton time is gone, that is if you had some, Every one is busy as a bee, Making plans for school, you see, But before you finish this little rhyme, and I forgot the rest. The P section could be misconstrued as a racial remark. Momma was NEVER a raciest, but probably couldn't think of anything better at the time about gardening, harvesting, and/or the end of summer. I was dressed in a MAXI dress with my daddy's old little wire rim glasses. Do you all remember MAXI dresses?
Well, on to my favorite songs in the sixth grade. Life Goes On was a popular hit for me. You know, "Oh bla de, Oh bla da, Life Goes On, hey, nanananananana." I liked Hang On Sloopy, Brandy, anything Osmond, and Disco was just beginning to be popular. If I think of any more, I'll repost on this entry. Kay liked "It's my party and I'll cry if I want to." Kay and Dell are Sisters and on my Best Friend List.
They say if you have a handful of friends you are blessed. My handful is Lisa, Kay/Dell, Lisa/Laura, and Rhonda. Now, I've met so many more people in my life that are special to me. Charlotte, Mary, Edd, Kathy, that means you!
Sixth Grade - the first time a boy gave me a birthday present. His name was Barry Whitefield and he put $2.00 in change on my desk. I was embarrassed because I was extremely shy. Also, Barry was the first boy to call me at home. I was extremely upset because I knew how strict my daddy was about boys: how he got my number, I have no clue. I didn't even LIKE Barry and never spoke to him; why he was interested in me, I have no clue either. Ironically, Barry and his wife delivered a baby girl just a few minutes before I had Kris on 09/11/1983.
Sixth Grade - Mrs. Rutledge made me learn the poem "Tree," you know, "I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree..." Yeah, that one by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Then there was Mrs. Edwards who taught Social Studies. She was an African-American woman who was about 6 foot tall. I had no clue women could be SO tall until I met Mrs. Edwards. She used to sit on her table in class and swing her legs. I was fascinated by her laid back attitude, not stuffy in the least. She was just the coolest teacher I had ever encountered.
Sixth Grade - I was in a skit at PTA meeting because my Mom was the PTA president. She had written some poem about starting to school. The poem was "September," an acrostic as usual. "Summer days are almost gone, Even grass upon the Lawn, Picking cotton time is gone, that is if you had some, Every one is busy as a bee, Making plans for school, you see, But before you finish this little rhyme, and I forgot the rest. The P section could be misconstrued as a racial remark. Momma was NEVER a raciest, but probably couldn't think of anything better at the time about gardening, harvesting, and/or the end of summer. I was dressed in a MAXI dress with my daddy's old little wire rim glasses. Do you all remember MAXI dresses?
Well, on to my favorite songs in the sixth grade. Life Goes On was a popular hit for me. You know, "Oh bla de, Oh bla da, Life Goes On, hey, nanananananana." I liked Hang On Sloopy, Brandy, anything Osmond, and Disco was just beginning to be popular. If I think of any more, I'll repost on this entry. Kay liked "It's my party and I'll cry if I want to." Kay and Dell are Sisters and on my Best Friend List.
They say if you have a handful of friends you are blessed. My handful is Lisa, Kay/Dell, Lisa/Laura, and Rhonda. Now, I've met so many more people in my life that are special to me. Charlotte, Mary, Edd, Kathy, that means you!
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