Over a year ago I promised a follow-up to my ages 12 and up blog, one that recalled random yet vibrant memories from my childhood. It’s 1 o’clock in the morning and what better way to procrastinate and ward off such valuable sleep than to blog? Here are the random memories from middle school, a period in all of our lives…full of pimples, puberty, and pure pain.
6th grade: word spreading around my new school that I was a boy because I could dribble the basketball between my legs; playing POGS at recess and winning someone’s spider slammer; running for student council and trying to bribe my classmates with lollipops
7th grade: wearing my hair down in public–for a school photo–for the first time in…I can’t remember; getting a turtle off the side of the road in TX and bringing him home to CO as a pet; getting de-pants’d by the guy I had a crush on and wishing I never owned those granny panties
8th grade: almost choking to death on a wad of gum too big to chew just so I could look cool like the big league sports players; having never played volleyball before, joining the team just because I could jump high and block at the net; running the Indian Fartlek intervals with my fellow track team and cracking up because it sounded like “Indian fart lick”
Your turn…your vivid middle school memories. Go.
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