August 1, 2007

Childhood Dreams...

In collaboration with the Crazy Hip Blog Mamas sharing their Childhood Dreams, I'm re-publishing this post from last year's Elementary, My Dear.

One of my most vivid memories of kindergarten is when I convinced another little girl (I won't say whom, but I do remember her full name!) that I could write and she had me write a message to her little brother on a coloring paper. When the teacher saw my scribbling (seriously, I thought I was writing!) she scolded me. I think she thought I was trying to ruin her paper, when really I only had the best of intentions! I was only 5!

In first grade I remember having to go to the bathroom SO very bad it hurt- and I raised my hand to tell the teacher but she wouldn't call on me. I remember raising my hand with tears coming down my face and as I tried to hold it in, and I ended up having an accident right there in my seat, in my new gray outfit with balloons on it, so utterly humiliating. Of course then I was sent to the bathroom (finally!) and then to the office to wait for my mom to bring me clean clothes, and feel further embarrassment then. I couldn't help it!

One of the only things I clearly remember about second grade was being called out to the hall, and my mom was there, and she told me that my Gram had passed away. At that time I think I was closer to Gram than any other person in the world. I won't ever forget that hallway, the cold, dingy white-tiled floor and fluorescent lights on the ceiling. I missed a whole week of school and a neighbor made me a homemade Cabbage Patch Doll to make me feel better.

Oh, I do remember one other thing about second grade- my teacher Mrs. Gaddis had a fun way to get rid of your hiccups- when you didn't expect it she would yell, "BOO!" really loud and scare them out of you, but really she only did it for a kid once and thereafter every kid mysteriously always had the hiccups and wanted her to do it to them.

In the third grade, we moved and I went to one school the first semester and started a new school the second semester. That was a very rough year for me. My only friend for a while was my teacher, Mr. Green. No one else liked him because he was very strict, but since I didn't know anyone, I was very good at only concentrating on my schoolwork and would rather stay inside during recess to do my work or help the teacher. I think that was the grade I saw the plus of becoming a teacher's pet and I fit into that roll pretty much every grade after that.

In fourth grade I won the spelling bee (in my class) and had a really cool teacher who would let us have reading time (here I clearly recall my first reading of Where The Red Fern Grows) and we could sit on the floor or on a couch in our room. I found a writing exercise from this grade:


Hi. My name is Stephanie. I am eleven years old. I like to play the piano, sing, and act. I have one mom, one dad, two dogs, and one brother. When I grow up I want to be a singer or a secretary. But I really want to be an actress.

And from fifth grade, I found that I had big plans for the future-

The Year 2013
It's the year 2013. I'm living in a beautiful 4-story cabin in the Rocky Mountains. I married a brain surgeon who makes $64,000 a month. At the age of 23 I had twins: Rebecca & Kirstin. Every summer we visit my parents in Wyoming and my husband's parents in Washington. Our parents take us to Hawaii every spring break. We go the whole way by boat cruise. This summer we're moving to Hawaii because my husband is getting a better job for brain and cancer. Most surfers there hit their heads on surf boards and have brain damage. We already bought a 7-story mansion in Honolulu. I'm going to visit my friends Tanya & Erin in New York, New York when my husband works days.

By Stephanie, 5th grade, 1988.


I think I like just how my future has gone, but if hubby makes $64,000 a month by 2013, I won't mind at all!

24 comments:

  1. I love this! Don't you find it such a treasure to read things we wrote as kids - it's so hilarious most of the time!

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  2. And by the way, I had a similar grade 1 incident, only I was too scared to interrupt the teacher, so there I went...

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  3. I love your imagination! I wouldn't mind if my hubby made $64K a month, either.....

    Here via CHBM.

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  4. That is a great post! It reminds me of my first year of teaching first grade last year. I remember one little boy in my class having an accident! It made me feel terrible!

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  5. That's a great post, totally made me smile! Yeah, and I would love Matt making 64K a month :)

    Have a great day!

    Katja

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  6. Thanks for sharing the memories, they were fun to read! And your "future" plans - that is so funny! Isn't it fun to look back at things you wrote as a child?

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  7. "When I grow up I want to be a singer or a secretary. But I really want to be an actress" - that sounds JUST like me. Me then, and probably even me now in my heart of hearts. Except the secretary part. Been there, done that, and all the filing and paperwork isn't nearly as glamourous as I thought it was when I was little, even if you do get to wear a skirt every day. This was a very fun post, thank you for sharing!

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  8. That grade one memory just made me furious for you. Some teachers!
    I mostly just wanted to be an archaeologist when I was a kid....

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  9. Wow, you remember a lot. I must have blocked out a lot on purpose!

    What a fun posting. Brain surgeon. I remember telling people I wanted to be a secretary too!

    I'd take the 64,000 a month too or a year even...

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  10. Ok, let me tell you that almost the EXACT same thing happened to me in first grade!! Only I was afraid to raise my hand until the teacher stopped talking, and she just kept talking and talking, and finally I raised my hand and was allowed to go, bu then once in the stall I couldn't get my zipper down so I pee'd my pants right there in the bathroom and then had to walk back to the classroom and tell her. Then I had to go back into the bathroom to wait for my mom to bring me new clothes. Very embarrassing!!!!

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  11. This is so great! How awesome that you have those tidbits from your past to look back on! You were definitely opposed to one-story living, huh!?

    It's amazing how we remember snippets of things from our younger years, like the memories you had from grade school.

    Wonderful post!

    Jane, P&B Girls

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  12. I love those old stories from grade school! Especially the brain injuries for surfers...

    How sad about the potty accident and gram...

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  13. You were such a big dreamer, that is so awesome! Your story reminded me of how all through elementary school I would pretend my name was Stephanie Jones (no joke!). My real name is so unusual, I always wished it was something "normal". I even printed Stephanie Jones on an ID card I'd carry in my purse. Once, I left my purse at Knott's Berry Farm in California and they mailed it to me. A box for "Stephanie Jones" arrived at my house and it was like the best day of my life!

    I, too, lost my great grandma when I was in 4th grade, so I know how you felt. It was overwhelming to lose someone I was so close to, at that young age.

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  14. When I was in kindergarten, I was dead set on living in a pink mobile home. A little green house with a big yard has worked out so much better!

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  15. Great idea!! thanks for sharing. I think I will "borrow" your idea to blog about one day!~

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  16. That's great... so funny.

    I remember I wanted to be a teacher or an actress forever.

    And then, of course, the "I want to be Madonna" stage... thank god I grew out of that!

    - Audrey

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  17. I love the writing. So funny. Makes me want to go look at my old stuff and see what I can dig up....

    It is funny what we remember isn't it?

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  18. Great memories!

    I was teacher's pet, too! And it was always a result of being the new kid!

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  19. I love kids writings. They are so honest and hopeful. I love your memories and can relate to many parts of them. Thanks for the smile!

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  20. How awesome that you have these writings from your childhood! I need to be saving stuff for my kids.

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  21. A very cute post. Your Gram dying reminded me of when in 1st grade, I got picked up from school early (and then missed some days) when my baby brother passed away. I'm totally having a Forest Gump moment right now- and that's all I have to say about that.

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  22. Ha! I'm dying laughing about your 5th grade writing!

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  23. Hysterical! Yeah, it is pretty silly the things you remember from school.

    One small thing I remember was that my 1st grade nap towel (we didn't have cots then) was cream with tiny flowers. I rarely slept so, I would just stare at them.

    My place for naptime was right next to the window. I remember one afternoon watching a fly bounce around the edges of the window trying to get out.

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  24. how cool is that, that you still have that 5th grade dream in writing. isn't it great to be able to look back like that?

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