There are days that I look outside and I wonder why I ever left fifth grade. I mean, my whole life after fifth grade has been okay, but nothing could top that year.
There were things in fifth grade that were awesome: I had my first boyfriend kiss. I had kissed other boys, but this was a boy that I wore down. At fifth grade, girls were interested in boys and boys were interested in boogers. Well, to be fair, the boy I liked was a complicated lad; he also liked fart jokes that he highlighted with the use of armpit noises.
Another awesome fifth grade fact: I was lead syncer in an all girl band. We mostly rocked to Abba songs, and there was four of us. I was Anni-Frid; Björn and Benny were girls as well. None of the boys would sing with us.
Yet another awesome fifth grade item: no pregnancy scares, no STD scares, barely any kissing. But it was all good.
A final awesome fifth grade tidbit: I could be good at science, and they guys kinda liked it. If I liked frogs, I was Ms. Popular. If I knew the state bird, I was queen of the classroom. Last time I didn't have to hide my candle under a basket.
I don't want to do my work today; I want to go outside and play.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
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Too bad your band didn't stay together and tour the world. Somehow those 5th grade bands never seem to last. I played lead (read: only) trombone in a neighborhood heavy metal band, but we disbanded over artistic differences.
Wouldn't it be nice to go back to no worries? Just play?
You were lucky to have a good chilhood. I am quite fine in the present.
Being a fifth grader wasn't so bad. Teaching the fifth graders has its moments. :)
It was easier then, wasn't it? Mind you, my fifth grade blew chunks, but 8th was good. That was the year my voice changed and the girls noticed that even before I did.
Did that all day, played outside.
Grant: It is hard to find a good lead trombone player.
Just me: Yeah, just play.
Xmichra: Yeah, I am fortunate.
Jules: I never wanted to go back as the teacher.
Ian: 8th grade? Better for the guys. Girls wanted the high school guys attention when they are in 8th grade.
Malach: Lucky guy!
ABBA had some great songs. Dancing Queen is still my favorite. I saw somewhere that two of the ABBA singers are going to be releasing some new songs. 5th grade was pretty good. Knowing some little piece of wisdom, like you say, makes you the class genius of the day. Heck, I won the skating race and I wasn't even a great skater. I had to go around the rink another half lap because I didn't know how to stop. The other neat thing about 5th grade is that the cliques haven't formed to tightly yet. At least it didn't seem like they had.
Great post. =)
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