
1962 – First Grade, St. Joseph’s (I’m the innocent looking kid in the middle.)
It was 1962. First grade. Snacktime. My deskmate was slurping and smacking.
Something in me snapped. I couldn’t take another minute of his bad mannered noshing.
So, I squeezed my own Mr. Goodbar into goo and covered my entire face. He stopped. The whole class stopped.
Yeah, I was the weird kid.
~kat
For Sacha’s 52 Weeks, 52 Words Writespiration Challenge. This week’s assignment: write about the weird kid at school in exactly 52 words (no more, no less).





September 21st, 2017 at 9:30 pm
Nothing wrong with being weird. No one will ever accuse you of being boring!
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September 21st, 2017 at 9:35 pm
That is very true. Now that I’m older I’m just described as eccentric. π
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September 21st, 2017 at 9:43 pm
Works for me!
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September 22nd, 2017 at 10:12 am
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September 21st, 2017 at 10:17 pm
Haha you are unique!
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September 22nd, 2017 at 4:27 am
HA! I love it! There is nothing wrong with being eccentric, and you looked an adorable child! π
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September 22nd, 2017 at 8:51 am
Thanks Judy. π
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September 22nd, 2017 at 4:52 am
Oh! Well done, I was weird too!!
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September 22nd, 2017 at 7:25 am
Haha! π I’m in good company! π
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September 22nd, 2017 at 7:12 pm
Indeed you are πΉ
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September 22nd, 2017 at 8:33 am
Let’s all be weird together. Makes for a much more exciting world.
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September 22nd, 2017 at 8:51 am
Yes it does! π
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September 22nd, 2017 at 12:03 pm
Too Scary-funny. ππππ₯π₯π₯
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September 22nd, 2017 at 12:47 pm
This from “madasahatter572”? haha! We’re all a bit mad around here…;)
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September 22nd, 2017 at 1:57 pm
Again, Right on. ππππ₯π₯π₯
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