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Aaah, the middle school years. These were the years where my memories started to stick and become smoother, with fewer gaps in between. There is a lot that is still a blur, however. I only remember the family across the street, for example, and none of the other kids in my classes or neighborhood. I tried long hair, and though you don't see it in these pictures, I had glasses, though I hated them and took them off at every opportunity, and at one point had to wear a patch to help correct my amblyopia. My mom would draw eyes on it with one of those pencils that is red on one end and blue on the other to try and make me feel better.

4th grade was my favorite year of elementary school. My teacher's name was Mrs Amendum and she encouraged my reading to the point of insanity. I remember nothing of the entire school year because all I did was read. The year was 1973 and we were living in Omaha, Nebraska. We had a German Shepherd named Heidi and a Siamese cat named Tish and my sister had a black & white rabbit named Thumper. Sadly, both the dog and the rabbit died at some point before we moved from Nebraska. I set up endlessly elaborate doll houses and doll living spaces but never actually played with the dolls and listened to The Carpenters OVER AND OVER. Also, Little House on the Prairie was not yet on the air.

There are NO EXCUSES for this dress, Mom. None! *shudder* It's Dorothy crossed with Peter Pan, by way of Laura Ingalls Wilder in her Sunday Best. Which show, by the way, was NOW ON THE AIR. Thank goodness, I had cut my hair in a Dorothy Hamill bob like the rest of the world, so that the references to Melissa Gilbert would be staved off for a short while longer. 5th grade was our last year in Omaha. I had a case of severe strep throat in the middle of the school year and missed something like 5 weeks of school. My teacher, Mrs. Brown, was a complete witch, and my math skills were traumatized for life after her influence. Plus I turned in an awesome book I wrote for an assignment (with illustrations) and she NEVER GAVE IT BACK.

AAAH! Laura Ingalls LIVES! haaa! What a hoot. To make things even more funny, I had a mad crush on Michael Landon. My father was at some year-long military officer course and we had moved to Montgomery, Alabama for a year. We lived in a walled community, and each set of townhouses had an inner courtyard with a pool. I grew my fingernails really long against my mother's wishes and devoured books like The Witches of Worm and House of Stairs both of which still give me the willies to this day. We explored the creek outside the housing community for miles under the Spanish moss and my sister and I were both obsessed with making jewelry out of colorful plastic-coated telephone wire.

Previously: Lower Elementary. Next up: Junior High School
mood: amused
music: California Snow Story—Snow in Summer

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That middle picture, wow, love your smile. Your kids have your smile.

Yes, yes! Little House and strong ole nice butted Pa.

Laura Ingalls, indeed!
Thanks so much for sharing these.

I also read "The House of Stairs" around this age and it freaked me out. I still have nightmares with imagery from this book.

I can't decide (after this entry and the one previous) if I enjoy the pics of you during this period or hearing about what you were like and what you did when you were young. You strike me as a very creative child and I am certain you were as active then as you are now. I see where your kids get it from.

You can't decide if you like the pics or hearing about me as a kid?

Haa! If you can't decide now, I guarantee the next post of horror will make your mind up for you.

Exactly, they're both very entertaining. Now I'll grab some popcorn and wait for the next act.

I'm just now getting around to blog catch-up after our vacation, and yours definitely made my day. You are a brave, brave woman for posting these pictures (and should know I am deliriously excited to see the junior high ones). And WOW, do your kids ever look like you!

You should stop now before I move on to the Horror Years. :D


How did I not know that you lived in Alabama for a time?

When I was reading the Little House on the Prairie series, I was so mad that there was a show that I didn't get to see (we lived in Germany at that point, but I knew it was in reruns at that point). I just knew I would LOVE IT.

You are still just too cute, but the 5th grade dress is pretty dreadful.

:) Sam

The wire! You've reminded me of the wire! It was loads of fun making rings. We had a lot of construction going on in our neighborhood so we had plenty of colors.

I wish I still had some of these rings we made. We were so artistic!

You were in the fourth grade in 1973!?! Oh my am I ever dated. I was graduated from High School, working at a music store, eating salad with chopsticks, becoming vegetarian, and smoking pot.

Later though, just a few years later, I would be reading LIW books aloud to my chicklets, and making dresses for them to wear that would rival anything you've come up with so far(harhar).

Ha! Now you know how I feel when some of my friends mention they were in kindergarten when Challenger exploded. :O

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