It’s time for my monthly installment of Flashback Friday where I share events from my own life during my kid and teen years.
While searching for an appropriate diary entry to share, I noticed something interesting with the progression of my affinity for boys. So I thought I would share some quick clips of that progression from me seeing boys as the “enemy” to “more than a friend.”
3rd Grade:
“Guess who’s in Mrs. Hill’s class with me? Crummy Stanley. He’s such a baby. I wish I could hit him with a rock.”
4th Grade:
“Allen keeps chasing me around the playscape. That is not funny. When we play dodge ball I’m going to BURN him.”
6th Grade:
“Okay, I admit it. I like Mike but Diary I can’t stand that the sneaky smile. Yuk.”
7th Grade:
“I went to the skating rink today and Scott bought me a slice of cheese pizza. It was the best thing I’ve ever eaten. I fell down once but he helped me back up. I think I love him.”
8th Grade:
“All I wanted was one boy! One boy to myself! Is that too much to ask for? Cathy knew I liked Donovan. She is such a two-faced *%^#$@!!!!!!! I hate them both!”
9th Grade:
“I went to the movies with Shawn yesterday. Well Mama dropped me off but whatever. He held my hand the whole way through. Then he kissed me. I don’t remember anything about the movie.”
It’s sort of funny seeing the progression but I do remember really *hating* boys as a young girl. I’m so not kidding. The first day of first grade I gave a boy a bloody nose because he pulled my ponytail. But as time went on, I realized that boys were not so bad after all.
Have a great weekend everyone!
Ha! This is adorable. My favorite part was the 7th grade one. Boy buying you pizza = love. So cute!
I always think of Gilbert Blithe from Anne of Green Gables whenever a boy pulls a girls ponytail! Elementary years are so much fun!
I especially enjoyed 7th grade. Love for a slice of pizza. Great!