Tuesday, October 24, 2006

the rest of the stories

5. In seventh grade I had my first crush on a teacher. My history teacher was from Colorado and was 26. I usually bought little gifts for my teachers and I insisted that I buy him a teddy bear and some candy for Valentine's Day. So lame. (age 12)

6. This one time at my dad's house in St. Louis I saw a bunny hop across the front yard. I was determined to catch it so I ran outside. I instead found a group of baby bunnies near a tree and got even more excited. I managed to grab one of them and I was holding it so tightly I almost killed it. My dad came outside and told me to put the bunny down because I was squeezing it too much. It was so soft and fluffy that I just wanted to hold on to it. I have yet to catch another bunny. Though I did get close when I was at The Dallas Arboretum a few weeks ago. I found a rabbit that was hopping around by the wild flowers on the southside. I nearly stroked his back. I named him Oliver at the time.(age 6)

7. I remember going on my first Valentine's date in high school. This friend of mine had asked me out to dinner and my mom insisted that she escort us. He attended a private boys school in town and they were not allowed to drive. I was just 16. I remember being so mortified. We never hung out after that. (age 16)

8. This one winter my brother and I were walking our collie Chivas. It had been snowing and all the light poles were iced over. My brother some how tricked me into licking the light pole and my tongue got stuck. I tried to pull it away and it wouldn't come off. He ended up having to tear it off to get me away from the pole. (age 10)

9. I had this nylon nightgown that I would put over my pillow at night to sleep. It was an actual nightgown and parts of it were torn and so I would run around with it around my neck like a cape. We had stairs that opened into the living room. Sometimes I would jump over them and then fly over the couch. It always made my mom laugh. Especially this one time when the nightgown got caught on the staircase handle and I choked a little as I hit the floor. (age....surprisingly old)

10. I did a lot of acting when I was younger. By acting I mean "Duet Acting" and "Group Improvisation." This one year I was Alladin and got "Best Actress" in a regional acting competition. All of the groups who had placed were on the stage when they announced the best actor/actress. They mispronounced my name so I was up there looking around at who they were talking about. There was silence. Very awkward silence. I finally made eye contact with my mom who was sitting up front and she was pointing at me. I pointed to myself and said loud for everyone to hear with a confused expression, "ME?" My mom knodded her head with a silent chuckle. Everyone laughed and I went to the podium to get my trophy. (age 11)

6 Comments:

At 1:44 PM, Blogger Benj said...

5. Never had a crush on one of my teachers in grade school. Never had a teacher in grade school.

7. How effing awkward.

8. Ouch.

9. How old?

 
At 5:23 PM, Blogger Martha Elaine Belden said...

i'm going to follow benj's comment template, 'cause it works so well:

5) never had an attraction crush on a teacher... did have a crush on junior high basketball coach... and had what we called an academic crush on a college professor who was AMAZING... and yeah, you were lame

6) easy Lenny

7) hahahahahahaha... my parents probably would have done the same

8) yikes... that hurts just thinking about it

9) ditto... how old?

10) that's happened to me... more out of disbelief that it was my name they were calling... and one time because i just wasn't listening

8)

 
At 5:24 PM, Blogger Martha Elaine Belden said...

hmmm... don't have any idea where that last 8) came from

 
At 6:34 PM, Blogger Not Required said...

You know, I'm tempted to copy this post and write about some of the embarrassing things that I've experienced, and then I think about them and realize that if I did that, none of my friends would like me anymore and I might end up in jail.

 
At 12:09 PM, Blogger Sara said...

My post is a result of copying the idea from another, Benj. You should read his post. Martha did her own post with stories as well. I'd like to read yours!

 
At 12:13 PM, Blogger Sara said...

I suppose I need to answer any questions.

9. I was at least 19. It was after I got back from England.

 

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