Monday, 5 September 2011

Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address.

I went flipping through some scrapbooks tonight trying to conjure up fond memories of my school days, but the only thing I found were drawings of dinosaurs, notes from teachers complaining about my habit of drawing dinosaurs, and three hundred gazillion field day ribbons. Which pretty much sums up my entire academic career. Well, that and all the UNSATISFACTORY! handwriting grades on my report cards.

I wasn't very good at school for a badrillion different reasons. But I did learn some things. Some things I have carried with me for, well, 26 years. 

Mrs. Johnson, it seems, taught me computer words all the way back in 1985. She also taught me it is slutty to exchange kisses for candy bars.

At least one of her lessons stuck.


Ashley said...

And a month later, Ashley was born.

I want to hear more about this kisses for candy bars thing. That sounds like a fun story.

Jennie said...

Oh man! Computer class. My favorite part of computer class was obviously Oregon Trail.

eclectic said...

You kids and your computer classes... in my day, we didn't need no stinking computer. We used the abacus like god intended.

Megan said...

That is a great certificate.

Beej said...

Oregon Trail was a blast... but I also like KidPix.