Fifth Grade Was A Big Year
When I first saw this First Fight/First Kiss bloghop, launched by Danielle at Entertaining Interests and Jackie at Bouquet of Books, I was in! My reasoning? I remember both of these events well. Both happened in the same school year, but I can't remember which one came first, and apparently 5th grade was a big year for me.
Let's start with the first fight:By nature, I'm not a fighter, and I'm not confrontational. If anything, I've been called a "fixer." But, I clearly remember that somewhere around second grade all the other kids in my grade kept growing, and I didn't . Well, I did, but just not at the same pace. The teasing started shortly there after and there was plenty of teasing to be done. I was short (still am) and my last (maiden) name (MacDonald) gave people plenty of content for teasing. I'll start with the original: Small Fry, and it just went on from there. So, one day, in 5th grade, when Vinnie Roslyn walked up to me, hunched over and put his hands on his knees to meet me at eye level, I had had enough. I punched him in the nose (he was at eye level, remember?) and gave him a bloody nose. Guess who got in trouble and was reprimanded by the tallest, and only, male teacher in school? That's right, yours truly, but it was worth it. There was no more teasing about my size after that, and at one point kids started singing the old jingle from Wrangler jeans when I walked by. Anyone remember it? Here comes
Ah, on to the first kiss:So, now you know I was on the tougher side (I had to be) and I was also very much a Tomboy. So, after school when a bunch of us, girls and boys, would hang out with our bikes and play by the stream, there was one day that was very different. Tom G and I walked over to an old tree that had fallen and created a bridge over the stream. (We'd been friends for years, in fact there were a bunch of us, all extended neighborhood kids) We each sat astride the tree, closed eyes, and somehow made it to each other's lips for about .00005 seconds. It happened faster than a blink, but I remember being on a cloud that day as I
PS- So, apparently we were supposed to be using something from a WIP for the blog hop. I didn't realize that. I think I'll blame it on end of school year craziness. Yup. That sounds good. Either way, I love both of these stories, so I'm not going to change them, but instead will relish in