I was fine with recess until 4th grade when my boobs arrived. I got busted hiding in the library, and my teacher read me the riot act. Given that I was, like, 9, I couldn't articulate that being the only girl with boobs meant recess suddenly turned into sexual harassment fun time.
Dawn: I thought you were adequate. Giles: And the accolades keep pouring in. I'd best take my leave before my head swells any larger. Good night.
'First Date'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
shrift - Apr 19, 2011 5:52:10 pm PDT #4189 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
le nubian - Apr 19, 2011 5:54:12 pm PDT #4190 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
oh god, shrift.
meara - Apr 19, 2011 5:54:19 pm PDT #4191 of 30001
There was a while in 4th grade where if you got in trouble you had to stay inside for recess. And I got in trouble for something and was like "OMG this is awesome! Stay inside and read? Heck yeah!" so after my punishment was over I just kept going as if I were still in trouble. Eventually the teacher caught on and made me go back out.
Amy - Apr 19, 2011 5:55:46 pm PDT #4192 of 30001
Because books.
Recess here is free time for elementary school kids. Once you hit middle school, there's lunch and that's it, unless you have a free period.
Given that I was, like, 9, I couldn't articulate that being the only girl with boobs meant recess suddenly turned into sexual harassment fun time.
There was one older boy who did the same to me. "Mrs. Mature," he called me, and I hated it, and hated him.
§ ita § - Apr 19, 2011 5:56:56 pm PDT #4193 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Okay, let me phrase it more simply...recess is the bit between classes that isn't lunch, right? Before lunch?
sarameg - Apr 19, 2011 5:57:09 pm PDT #4194 of 30001
I hated dodgeball and kickball and red rover. I liked playing archeologist/dinosaurist in the dirt and mashing mulberries in dirt pits and making fake pies with mud crusts. And to twist things up, I pretty much bullied the only kid quieter than me into playing with me and totally following my rules. I apologized to Tiffany in high school when I realized what a meanie I was to her, and she totally didn't remember it. And she was a popular cheerleader by then, not in my circle of friends. We both started laughing hysterically.
§ ita § - Apr 19, 2011 5:57:43 pm PDT #4195 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Once you hit middle school, there's lunch and that's it, unless you have a free period.
Huh. I had break all the way through until I was 18. It was very civilised. Five classes in a row would have sucked.
billytea - Apr 19, 2011 5:57:56 pm PDT #4196 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Dinosaur comics addresses the game of Monopoly.
I think he's been reading boardgamegeek.
There's a Fine, Fine Line! (unless that one's just me.)
I think that's my favourite from the show. Probably the one that holds up best out of context.
Liese S. - Apr 19, 2011 6:30:21 pm PDT #4197 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
When I was elementary aged I got in fights at recess. Well, ok, I orchestrated an elaborate system by which I got other kids in fights with each other. There was a lot of running involved. And shifting allegiances.
When I was a little older I wandered around at the playground boundaries composing little emo soliloquies about how no one understood my pain.
DavidS - Apr 19, 2011 6:31:14 pm PDT #4198 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
When I was elementary aged I got in fights at recess. Well, ok, I orchestrated an elaborate system by which I got other kids in fights with each other. There was a lot of running involved. And shifting allegiances.
So...you were like an evil CIA director?