I'm a pretty forgetful person, so trying to remember a fun time or a time of little significance is pretty tough for me. I mostly remember embarrassing moments; so with that in mind, the childhood memory I would likely return to would be grade six. I remember a number of different humiliating experiences I endured that year at Forest Glen. I had to do a presentation on orphanages and how kids were treated and as part of that I wanted to get rules as to the treatment of kids within a orphanage. But of course I couldn't find them on the internet. So my mom calls up her friend who works at an orphanage in Kitchener and asks to call our house. Good ol' dial up made me miss the call, and I was freaking out all night, only to wake up to find a list of rules soaking wet on the top my moms car in the driveway. If I could go back I would have changed my topic as soon as the teacher assigned it, and spare myself the embarrassing 30 second presentation that was me reading 9 rules off of a soaking wet piece of paper.
I would also like to go back and stop me from being so rude to my family...As it turns out, I was a pretty angry kid and I'm not going to give specific details as to what I did, but some of it defiantly was undeserved and rude.
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