What were your best and worst subjects in school?
My best subject in elementary school was spelling, I always brought home super speller certificates(I'm sure I was more careful about my spelling then, than now)I also always loved reading, my mom always took me to the library most every month and I would check out the limit of 25 books. I loved vocabulary, creative writing...and I loved social studies and of course P.E. I was a little athlete and gymnast and I would spend all of my free time flipping about, doing splits and hanging around upside down on the bars. I loved running and I was the fastest girl in the school. One boy had me beat....Josh Kerbaugh then it was a boy named Gabriel..... I also loved art and music, but I would have to say my favorite subject in elementary school was Andres Alexander I was MADLY in love with him (I thought I was) and if he was sick or didn't come to school (which rarely happened) my whole day was ruined.
My worst subject was always math. I freaked out whenever there was a timed test. I would throw my arms in the air in a panic if I thought I wouldn't finish in time.
Then in Middle school...
I still loved all the same things but then volleyball and choir entered into the mix. I'm afraid I became much more social in the 6th grade then by 7th my academics were taking a back seat to being a butterfly (social). Then my favorite subjects were the dances at the community center ... Note passing was another favorite subject. In 6th grade after a dance Andres told me he had to move back to Spain (THE NEXT DAY!!) and my heart was crushed. I was so happy when he came back for a little while in 7th.... then he left again for Sacramento. Ugggh. I wanted to Die. Anyway by the 2nd half of 8th grade I had started down the path of the "dark side" of depression and I wasn't very goal orientated (academics wise)but I was still a sweetheart inside. Love was the most important thing to me. My favorite subject in the end was David Tumbleson and we stayed together all through my high school years so I spent most of high school convinced I was already grown and I knew I was going to marry David (I didn't) but nothing else seemed to matter to me. He was my life and I was his. Some of the very best times of my life were with him. People are still shocked that we didn't get married. A very deep and special love. My first real love. Once in a lifetime type...David and I broke up and my life took a different path.(pregnancy and Motherhood at 18) I did learn a lot about life back then and I'm glad I have stories to tell now. We might get to some of those in other posts.
Madonna Lyrics:
"This Used To Be My Playground"
This used to be my playground
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to
Whenever I was in need
Of a friend
Why did it have to end
And why do they always say
Don't look back
Keep your head held high
Don't ask them why
Because life is short
And before you know
You're feeling old
And your heart is breaking
Don't hold on to the past
Well that's too much to ask
Live and learn
Well the years they flew
And we never knew
We were foolish then
We would never tire
And that little fire
Is still alive in me
It will never go away
Can't say goodbye to yesterday
No regrets
But I wish that you
Were here with me
Well then there's hope yet
I can see your face
In our secret place
You're not just a memory
Say goodbye to yesterday (the dream)
Those are words I'll never say
This used to be my playground
This used to be our pride and joy
This used to be the place we ran to
That no one in the world could dare destroy
This used to be our playground
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
I wish you were standing here with me
This used to be our playground
This used to be our great escape
This used to be the place we ran to
This used to be our secret hiding place
This used to be our playground
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
The best things in life are always free
Wishing you were here with me
A Quote:
"We can't ever go back to old things or try and get the 'old kick' out of something or find things the way we remembered them. We have them as we remember them and they are fine and wonderful and we have to go on and have other things because the old things are nowhere except in our minds now."
- Ernest Hemingway, in a letter, 1923
My worst subject was always math. I freaked out whenever there was a timed test. I would throw my arms in the air in a panic if I thought I wouldn't finish in time.
Then in Middle school...
I still loved all the same things but then volleyball and choir entered into the mix. I'm afraid I became much more social in the 6th grade then by 7th my academics were taking a back seat to being a butterfly (social). Then my favorite subjects were the dances at the community center ... Note passing was another favorite subject. In 6th grade after a dance Andres told me he had to move back to Spain (THE NEXT DAY!!) and my heart was crushed. I was so happy when he came back for a little while in 7th.... then he left again for Sacramento. Ugggh. I wanted to Die. Anyway by the 2nd half of 8th grade I had started down the path of the "dark side" of depression and I wasn't very goal orientated (academics wise)but I was still a sweetheart inside. Love was the most important thing to me. My favorite subject in the end was David Tumbleson and we stayed together all through my high school years so I spent most of high school convinced I was already grown and I knew I was going to marry David (I didn't) but nothing else seemed to matter to me. He was my life and I was his. Some of the very best times of my life were with him. People are still shocked that we didn't get married. A very deep and special love. My first real love. Once in a lifetime type...David and I broke up and my life took a different path.(pregnancy and Motherhood at 18) I did learn a lot about life back then and I'm glad I have stories to tell now. We might get to some of those in other posts.
Madonna Lyrics:
"This Used To Be My Playground"
This used to be my playground
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to
Whenever I was in need
Of a friend
Why did it have to end
And why do they always say
Don't look back
Keep your head held high
Don't ask them why
Because life is short
And before you know
You're feeling old
And your heart is breaking
Don't hold on to the past
Well that's too much to ask
Live and learn
Well the years they flew
And we never knew
We were foolish then
We would never tire
And that little fire
Is still alive in me
It will never go away
Can't say goodbye to yesterday
No regrets
But I wish that you
Were here with me
Well then there's hope yet
I can see your face
In our secret place
You're not just a memory
Say goodbye to yesterday (the dream)
Those are words I'll never say
This used to be my playground
This used to be our pride and joy
This used to be the place we ran to
That no one in the world could dare destroy
This used to be our playground
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
I wish you were standing here with me
This used to be our playground
This used to be our great escape
This used to be the place we ran to
This used to be our secret hiding place
This used to be our playground
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
The best things in life are always free
Wishing you were here with me
A Quote:
"We can't ever go back to old things or try and get the 'old kick' out of something or find things the way we remembered them. We have them as we remember them and they are fine and wonderful and we have to go on and have other things because the old things are nowhere except in our minds now."
- Ernest Hemingway, in a letter, 1923