This is the kind of treasure that helped change my hair color from brown to gray! 🙂
Last night I was looking for a folder in the filing cabinet. Vince and I were talking and neither of us could remember exactly how we “met” online. We were both on some archaic service. This was close to 30 years ago. Everyone could see everyone who was online and Vince asked me a question. From his screen name, I figured he was a man and I was NOT interested so I had a snarky answer. So, when he gets frustrated with me about that “tone” I use, I should remind him . . remember how this got started? 🙂
Because I was paying by the minute to use the internet, I would save the emails and go back and read them offline. The “good ones” I printed and I have them in a folder . . somewhere. I couldn’t find it but I didn’t find this.
It’s two pages. The title is “O Tapeworm”. Good grief, Chad! Some of this I cannot even decipher.
One paragraph says “O tape worm, You make me weak. I eat and eat to no avail, you always prevail.”
I have no idea why he wrote this. He never had a tapeworm!
I can only hope this was not something he wrote for school and turned in and some poor teacher had to read it.
Oh, I think lots teachers kind of live for this kind of thing! They love the creativity of it and that the kids feel free (brave) enough to turn it in for a grade. I was packing up some college stuff for my daughter one day and came across a paper she had written for a costuming class. She had to trace fashion through history and explain how historical events affected it or something like that. Anyway, she did it through the perspective of a cat as it lived its 9 lives. I was without words, but she made a A on the paper and her instructor had written lots of great comments throughout it. Haha, kids! Chad seems to have grown up to be a wonderful young man who know what the important things are.
Thanks! He really is a great dad and probably a good husband but he’s lucky Nicole puts up with him! 🙂 He does get some crazy ideas though. I’m proud of him and I’m very thankful I don’t know everything that went on in high school and even less that went on in college.
Nelle Coursey says
Trust me, it wouldn’t be the worst ever turned in. LOL
I can only imagine. When I mentioned it to Chad yesterday, he didn’t remember writing it but told me about a few more. I am thankful he didn’t grow up in a school where we knew all the teachers.