So, after the Baby Madness Does Europe Post, I dug around and found my first grade picture. If that post wasn't an introduction -- May's theme over at SPC -- I'm not sure what is.I was trying to drum up more memories of English schooling and I realized I already mentioned what I remembered the most: the custard, raising an index finger to be called on. When I came back to the states I was teased relentlessly in 3rd grade for the index finger thing -- and the accent that I contracted in Europe. How bored are eight year olds?
The only other memory from first grade was a school play. I wanted the role of God so badly, but they miscast me in some menial role instead. I guess that just said a lot about me too.
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LOL. our children are in school in France and they raise the index finger in order to be called on too.
I love this. I've seen little English school children and there's nothing cuter! You look adorable and look at that hair color!!
those eyes!
same old soul.
The Girl With Spunk Who Wanted To Be God.
(your next book title)
:)
what an excellent picture
You still look like you!
I'm with amstar--those eyes are just Madness through & through! I don't know why, but that really shocked me, to see you look so...you.
you can so see you now - very cute but with a hint of mischieveness.
That red, red hair. Fire outside and fire inside.
i absolutely LOVE this picture of you!
and, i love that you wanted to be god.
of course you did, of course you did.
hee....
OMG! The tie! Those eyes, so knowing and confident, as if your in on the joke already.
Priceless.
Adorable!
sweet sweet sweet!
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