Return of Memoryfest - Day 2/31

[bironic]

2. Elementary School

At one of my birthday parties in the backyard of our old house (we moved a few months after I turned nine, so I was younger than that), I ran into my dad's friend/mentor Nick, a million miles tall. He asked how tall I was. I had probably just visited the doctor, because I answered in inches. Nick laughed and teased me about being forty-something feet tall, lifting his hand high over his head towards the sky.


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[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

My first-grade teacher was named Mrs. Nelson (as all teachers, at least in elementary school, have the first name Mr., Miss, or Mrs.) and she had red hair.

She was the first person I'd ever seen who had red hair.

Not a very interesting memory this time, but there it is.

[bironic.livejournal.com]

*g* Mine was named Mrs. Cardinal and she did not have red hair.

Hey, I think it's interesting. You probably think of her sometimes when you see redheads. And anyway, a memory doesn't have to be interesting for this little project -- it just has to be a memory.