Just an idea…
August 23rd, 2008So, Ben left me a comment the other day saying this…
Now, I hated school for the most part. I mean, sadly, I loved the actual learning part, I hated the people who surrounded me, I wasn’t exactly cool, so I spent a large part of my adolescent years being made fun of. So, heres what we’re going to do, you’re going to post your worst school experiences due to bullies or classmates (same thing) and I’m going to choose the ones I like the most, and send those people cookies and some sort of crappy card that looks like a child made it. SO START TELLING ME THOSE STORIES.
Heres just one of my stories.
So, in the 4th grade, I was playing on that big yellow slide that is kind of like a cork screw and Tiffany Spaar and Danielle McManigal come up to me and are all “OMG SARAH! ADAM BINKLEY LIKES YOU!!!!!” and I was like “yeah, whatever” (I was already desensitized to these girls and their shenanigans at that age) but they were persistent, demanding that he had professed his undying love for me by the swingset. I told them if he did he would come talk to me, they were like “no! he wants you to come talk to him!” I was still young and stupid then and told them I would, desperate that this group of REALLY COOL KIDS IN THEIR COOL REEBOK T-SHIRTS AND SHORTS WITH TENNIS SHOES WOULD ACCEPT ME EVEN THOUGH I WORE JUMPERS AND NYLON TRACK SUITS EVERY DAY. So, I stroll up to Adam Binkley, swishing along in my track suit, and said “I heard you like me, I guess I like you too (which I never did, by the way, but having a cool 4th grade boyfriend would rocket me into super stardom in Mrs. Strader’s class, Brian Varner was the only person who would ever be my partner in class and that was only because I finished all my work in like 12 seconds and was allowed to do whatever I wanted afterwards)” and he was all like “OMG GROSS!” and Tiffany and Danielle and their cronies were all pointing and laughing at me from my beloved slide. It was a rough day and everyone made fun of me for a solid week after that which is roughly equivalent to 20 years in 4th grade time.
Theres a plethora of other stories about people calling me fat, being called too fat to date, the nickname Stupid Sarah, people moving their desks away from mine when I was in their row, etc etc. Oh and lets not forget that for the entirety of my school career I was called “Mike’s Sister” by everyone, including people in my own class who should have known my name.
On a side note, bullying while I’m in charge receives some pretty harsh punishments, homie don’t play that.
Oh, on another side note, you’re up against Ben who has some AMAZING stories about being a former fattie as well, so you’ll have to bring out the big guns to beat him.





























August 22nd, 2008 at 5:00 am eThat is awesome that you are having a good time.
Things about the second grade that I think you, as a teacher, could address:
-more cookies
-bullies
-less “Mr. Frog and Mr. Toad.” They were the first Ambiguously Gay Duo.
-more cookies