On Friday

It dawned on me that it had a whole ten years since I had been in first grade. It feels so distant and yet it's so vivid at the same time. I lost my Detroit Lions pencil underneath the east side desk. The teacher's lounge was right in between the printing rooom and where we had all our backpacks. The time there were 5 bees and we couldnt tak our spelling test. I even remember where I sat, somewhat. I just really miss it a lot sometimes.

And then it hit me right when I wasa about to take our history test. Not the best time to get a little teary eyed but I think it helped me in a weird sencse.

I'm sure that I've all told you gus that they had me multiplying in the back room during first grade and everyone else was like "what's 5 + 2, Jose? Angelica, do you know?" And they had me reading all this 3rd and 4th grade crap about truck rodeos. I just wish I could remember the assistant teacher's name. But oh well. I guess that's just history nobody cares about, cuz I've got hw to do. Need to go find a pencil to start right now.