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What I just did was honestly just so...awkwardly freaky...no wait, freakishly awkward..I mean, SERIOUSLY!!!!! I e-mailed a teacher from my old school back in the States...a teacher which didn't exactly know me...ever...it was embarrassing and awkward to do, but I felt like I needed contact to Mrs Pietro or any other teacher that would more likely remember me being in her class...I miss her even though she got mad at me for not passing my homework that one time...wrote her that special haiku book that I made...^^ She was that special...
I have been looking back at everything...maybe at the thought that my parents have been thinking about going back to the US. Specifically, my days back in my old neighborhood. Even more specifically, my school. I remember all my memories...I wanna walk through those halls again...even just once...even if I don't really have to physically walk down the halls, I wish I could be there for a few moments to reminisce. It feels good, actually...remembering my progressiveness back at Still Elementary. I remember getting out of class to go to special classes (Target class...and it has nothing to do with archery, rather...logic, reasoning, and higher thinking) which I was a little too immature for...the time that Anna Esparza stood up for me in the lunchroom after some guys were picking on me (I believe they were making fun of my...roundness...-.-;; ), going to music class and gym...especially gym class when at times we were to run around that elevated field behind the school and Yomi would always finish first way ahead of the rest...and I'd usually end up being one of the last...-.-;; It's just something that can make me smiles, actually. ^^
I still remember how naughty I was in Kinder...how I was a brat and all...wanting to do everything first than the others and only wanting to do what I wanted. I was a selfish kid back in Kindergarten. I changed by the 2nd grade, though.
One thing I remember about Kindergarten was that time when I wanted to use the computer first and I wanted to take the spot before the rest. So I kept close to my counter so I would be one of the two to occupy the computers. Mrs Miller warned me to stay away from the counters and wait patiently until we could occupy a task. I disobeyed and did it again and she got mad at me that time. She went to her desk and pulled open a drawer to take out one of those papers which she would write letters to parents about their child's behavior. She was being a little hasty and told me to get up and follow her, which I did. I rolled my eyes at her..."Did you -- did you just roll your eyes at me? I'm gonna write that down too..." I rolled my eyes at her again and she was totally pissed off after that...I still remember the note...it was written in cursive (like how most adults write) in blue ink (if I remember correctly) which had the clause "because she rolled her eyes at me and rolled her eyes at me again". It had a proofreading symbol there which symbolized insertion of words or characters at the part where it read that I rolled my eyes at her again. It's pretty funny how she'd act somewhat strict towards me. But when Mom was around, she'd act a little more sweeter... It still makes me smile everytime I remember that...sometimes, I even laugh about it.
I somewhat got sick of Miller...she was...evilishly evil (and yes, that's not "devilishly" wink ...but co-adviser Mrs. Brun was awesome. She was just so nice...she'd always take my side...^^ She was like a grandmother who'd reprimand her daughter for being harsh towards her grandchild. I don't ever remember her getting mad at me...^^
Well, as I said, I was getting sick of Miller pushing me around and everything (although it was something I deserved) that I told Mom that I was getting sick of Kindergarten since I found it so boring and all...but it was like my main reason was to get out of Mrs Miller's advisory class. But seriously...I found no challenges in Kinder. So I put that as the main reason.
(to be continued...)
 Mary Hiryu · Fri Nov 17, 2006 @ 03:53pm · 0 Comments |
