31 Days, 31 Memories - Day 14

[bironic]

14. Middle School

The winter of 1993-4 brought an unusual number of storms to the Northeast, including a memorable one around New Year's that dumped several feet of snow and ice on us. I was in the sixth grade that year. One morning as the sky darkened and the wind picked up, we were playing charades in Reading & Language Arts while we waited for the district administrators to announce whether we would be sent home early. I wasn't a popular kid but three or four of my best friends were in the class, and every time it was my turn my friend E. would raise her hand and give a gleeful shout of "Star Trek!" It didn't matter how many fingers I held up for the number of words or what gesture I used for the medium; it was "Star Trek!" first.

Comments

[bironic.livejournal.com]

Oh, that sucks. I can't think of any examples at the moment but there have been times when my mother hinted at something or forbade something else and years later she had no recollection of it, so I still don't know the story or the reason, like you. It's frustrating and amusing at the same time.

[kabal42.livejournal.com]

It really is frustrating and amusing. Such a strange thing... I do think that it was just a matter of my mother not wanting to risk me seeing something she didn't know. She has no interest in the fantastic or imaginary, so the film would be pointless to her as well. She saw it once, but only because Alec Guiness was in it *G* But my imagination toyed with those robots in that desert for years.