4M #7 Stare Rank
Sometimes I wonder if I should have been a Special Ed kid and when I look back on my early years and see words like jernal, sirvis, stare rank, fore and four both which are way out of context are also in the same sentence, and border review should have been board of review.
I’m thinking right now that yeah special ed was probably a good call. I vacillate back and forth whether or not I should have been in said gifted school program or not; I was more of a “hands-on” kid and still am today.
I also wonder if I had a waxy ear problem. Did I ever hear what was really being said? I mean border review does sound a lot like board of review. Or I might have been way ahead of the curve thinking about our border security in 1985.
On the other hand I just might have been Special. I think my teachers kind of hated me. I was always looking out the window dreaming of not being in school, and I loved to mess my hair up and make weird faces to make people laugh. I totally have stopped doing that as an adult…
Stare Rank
I was a go-getter – Star rank at twelve and a half isn’t that shabby. I think I must have been in sixth grade.
Giving up two hours of my Sunday afternoon to go visit a kid who was in the hospital. I don’t remember what he had but his lungs would fill up with fluid. He had to be turned over and have this hand held vibrating palm device pressed to his back to loosen up the phlegm stuff that he would then cough up. We would play chess, he would kick my butt. Then we’d play checkers and I’d almost beat him. We watched the Seahawks together – we both loved football. It was fun to watch him get excited when Steve Largent would make some killer one-handed catch, and how disappointed we’d be when Dave Krieg would pump backwards to fake an offensive lineman and the football would fly backwards. I met with him four or five times as a volunteer. I wonder what he’s up to today.
Here is a video that I made that corresponds with this blog post.