I came across my 6th grade yearbook today and, among other things, it included a list of "My Favorite Things." I thought I'd type this list out below. (I'm keeping spelling in its original form.)
FAVORITE MUSIC: Bubble gum/Bass/Soft metal
FAVORITE MUSICAL GROUP: Paula Abdul
FAVORITE OUTFIT: Peach Flagies
BEST FRIEND: Tracy Westeyn
MY BEST CLASS: Math/Damianos
MY FAVORITE TEACHER: Mrs. Damianos
I'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER My first year in Middle School
THE FUNNIEST THING WAS: When Mr. Wilson got his bell
I DREAM ABOUT: Everything
THE GREATEST DAY WAS: When we had Mrs. Whoknows for a science substitute!
I HOPE IN TEN YEARS I'LL BE: A talk show host or auther.
I'M PROUD OF MYSELF BECAUSE: I was selected Editor of the Knight Writer!/Newspaper! I try my hardest.
Bubble gum, bass, and soft metal, eh? Yet, Paula Abdul was my favorite singer? (Some of my current musically-inclined friends are bound to get a kick out of this. Ahem!)
Now, you might be wondering what peach flagies were and why they were my favorite outfit. I totally remember this outfit. Flagies (maybe "flaggies?") were these genie-style pants. Mine were peach cotton with a thick elastic waistband. And yes, I had a matching top.
I've got to add that I absolutely remember Mr. Wilson and his bell! Mr. Wilson was from Trinidad and he was a generally soft-spoken guy. Looking back, he was a total pushover. He used to jingle the bell and yell, "Students, students. Quiet, quiet." Unfortunately, nobody listened to him. Twenty years later, I feel guilty. I wonder where Mr. Wilson is now.
I cannot imagine why math was my favorite class, other than the fact that Mrs. Damianos was awesome. She was totally misplaced as a math teacher. She should have been an art teacher or something far more creative than... math. Actually, when I was in college I reunited with Mrs. Damianos and she invited me over to a house party she threw while I was visiting my parents for winter break as a college student.
I hope you enjoyed this random blast from the past. Now, go ahead and make fun of me.