Age 6 First Grade: There’s a bra in my lunchbox
This is the 3rd post in a 12 week series joining
Mommy’s Piggy Tales to record my youth!
First Grade
Here’s a school project that I found. I must’ve written it in 2nd grade, but it happened when I was in first grade. Please enjoy, “A Ghostly Tale”.
For whatever reason in 1985 I became quite obsessed with wanting a bra. I was begging my mom for one. She told me “no” several times. Finally, she decided that she would get me a bra. When I opened it I was so excited and I decided that I’d wear it to school the next day. That thing was awful! It was so uncomfortable I could barely stand it. I was pulling at it and scratching at myself all day long. Finally during lunch I just couldn’t take it anymore. Like so many women before me (and after me), I put my arms inside my sweater and I removed my bra without taking my shirt off…right in the middle of the cafegymatorium. One of the lunch ladies saw and came up to yell at me. “What are you doing with that?! You can’t have that in here…put that away!” So I balled it up and stuffed it in the pocket of my jean skirt. It bulged out like a huge lump in my pocket and was very obvious. I didn’t care. I was so glad to have that contraption off of my body! Once I was done eating I put the bra inside my awesome metal Popples lunch box.
Jenn’s 6th Birthday Party 1985
My Piggy Tales:
*My Birth Story: I’m always late!
*Ages 3-5: Dancing in a box
*Age 6 First Grade: There’s a bra in my lunchbox!
*Age 7 Second Grade: Bossy Wheels and Shady Deals
*Age 8 Third Grade: I will not talk in class
*Age 9 Fourth Grade: I didn’t really need those fingers anyway!
*Age 10 5th Grade: Nothing’s Scary in the Fifth Grade
*Age 11 6th Grade: Jenny Got Ran Over by her Grandma
*Age 12 7th Grade: Youth Camp Stinks
*Age 13 8th Grade: “Talent” Show
*Age 14 9th Grade: (N)O Christmas Tree
*Age 15 10th Grade: The Newsboys Wouldn’t Ditch Their Friends
*Age 16 11th Grade: Acrophobia Gets You the Good Seats
*Age 17 12th Grade: In School Suspension
My Young Adult Years
*Dreams and Aspirations: The Long Road There
*Friends and Fellowship: Friends Don’t Get Friends Grounded
*My First Job
*How I Met Cool Daddy Part 1
*How I Met Cool Daddy Part 2
*Colonel Mustard on a Rollercoaster with a Plastic Fork
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Posted on October 21, 2010, in Flashbacks, Mommy's Piggy Tales and tagged Mommy's Piggy Tales, photos. Bookmark the permalink. 18 Comments.
Awesome post!!! I also wanted a bra so badly but waited until I was in 4th grade (Hey…good idea for my Piggy Tales story in a few weeks…:). I laughed out loud at your story. The commentary on your drawings is hilarious. Great job and I love your blog:)
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Thanks so much, Christine! It’s nice when you can take the weird (and maybe even embarassing) moments of your childhood and make someone laugh 🙂 I can’t wait to read your bra story in a few weeks. And here’s some ironic trivia: for five years I worked as the manager of lingerie in a department store! I guess I wasn’t too badly traumatized after all. Darn it. What will I talk to the therapist about next week? 😉
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That’s GREAT! It sorta reminds me of a 4th grade experiance with a maxi pad… lol.
Your a great story teller!
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Thanks, Retha! I appreciate the positive feedback 🙂
Now I so want to hear the maxi pad story! Oh, we ladies bond over strange things, don’t we?! 🙂
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What a funny story! You had me laughing out loud. Love the itchy bra, the picture of your blond haired aunt who actually is a brunette and all your drawings! I wish I could draw that good at 6! I really enjoyed your story, thanks for sharing!
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Thanks, Maureen! I really have no idea what was going on with that drawing 🙂 What’s even stranger than my not-blond aunt is the fact that not one aunt on either side of my family has blond hair (with the exception of 2 great-aunts who are married into the family). In fact I’m the only one in my family with blond hair…and it’s a darker blond with red.
I actually look at those drawings and laugh about how bad they are! I sure hope that once my daughter gets old enough to draw I can be encouraging instead of just looking at her and going, “What the heck is this supposed to be?!” I need many, many prayers 🙂
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I literally laughed out loud at the disembodied heads. 🙂 I like the Popples lunch box too!
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Whoops…I forgot to mention I was stopping by from Mommy’s Piggy Tales.
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Thanks, Becky!
I had that lunch box for the longest time. I don’t know where it went…
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I love that you still have all this stuff! So adorable and funny, I really enjoyed this.
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Thanks, Christine!
I’d have a lot more things, but my mom is a chronic thrower-awayer. It’s not her fault…it’s a disease 😉
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I loved your story and the pictures you had to go with it. Family picture was cute, you drew better then, than I do now! Can’t wait to see what you write about next week.
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Thanks Lynnet!
I did have some wicked mad art skills back then 😉 I don’t know what I’ll be writing about this week yet. Now I’m starting to feel the pressure to make each post better than the last…it’s really make me dig to remember those funny stories!
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What a trip down memory lane! It was your history but it made me think of my young years. Very good post, I bet it was really moving for you!
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Thanks Chaplain Donna! It’s flattering to know that my weird stories can trigger memories in others. I hope you’ll have the chance to write them down someday. I do love looking back and I think that preserving memories for future generations is important. Thanks so much for stopping by 🙂
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i love that you included some of your school work and incorporated your stories around your pictures.
blessings
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Thanks, dusti! I had an idea of which stories I wanted to tell, but then when I found the schoolwork I knew that I had to include it. It’s so neat to look back on things we did, said, and drew as kids. I’m so glad that I’m recording my stories for my kids!
Thanks for stopping by 🙂
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