Scanning Tuesday

Here I am in 5th grade (I believe) making challah bread (I still remember that day vividly for some reason) … I am standing next to one of my friends through childhood, but I eventually had to dump her because she was so bossy that she would make her friends TIE HER SHOELACES. She was a mini despot. We were all afraid of her. I remember one day I was walking through our neighborhood with her and my REAL best friend J., and the girl stopped, with the weary air of a monarch, put her foot out, and said, “My shoelace is untied. J., could you tie it for me?” And J. suddenly found her inner strength, her soul, her spirit … her SPIRIT WAS FREE … and she said, quivering with fear, “No.”

Our whole world collapsed. Or, no, OUR world didn’t collapse. But it collapsed for shoelace-girl’s in that moment. She blinked once or twice, staring at J., and said, ominously, “What?”

J., standing tall now, on FIRE with her own courage, said, “I don’t want to tie your shoelaces. I won’t tie your shoelaces again.”

I wanted to cheer.

My memory of that moment ends there … I don’t know if J. and I ran off to her house, screaming in excitement, or if we had a big fight with shoelace-girl … but I do know that things were never the same with that shoelace-girl again. She had lost her power source. The spell was broken.

But that’s a side note. Here we are making bread. I do like the glimpses of our faces here, we are concentrating so hard – so in the moment!

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2 Responses to Scanning Tuesday

  1. Keith says:

    I remember making the challah bread also, but wasn’t this 4’th grade with Mrs. K?

    I’m racking my brain trying to figure out who that is with you??? I have some guesses, but not positive.

    Such a classic photo of you, bandana and all. I’ll meet you at the fort during recess.

  2. red says:

    Keith – hahahaha I love that you remember – awesome – and I trust you remember the timeframe better. 4th grade it is. That was our heyday, you and I!!

    Oh, and that girl’s initials were GJ.

    She was a real trouble-maker, that one – always pitting all of us against each other – typical mean girl stuff.

    I will be stealing your comb momentarily. Get ready!

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