You know the perfect teacher would be none at all. Just kidding, the teen-age side of me would say a 22 year old model straight from college who would be very good at teaching all subjects. Mrs Ciota was my favorite teacher partly because she was Looney, or so everyone thought.
I can’t think of one that outshines them all. I go to the Illinois Story Telling Festival every year and there are stories for young and old. A lot of the stories I’ve heard come from family. My dad’s dad was in the Air Force but died before I was born. Some of the best stories and poetry come straight out of my head. That’s something I’d like to do in this class is write poetry.
I remember my first day of school. I got my school supplies the night before and before I went to bed that night I paraded around the house in the clothes I was going to wear the next day with my backpack on. The next morning I woke up early and got ready. The bus stopped in front of my house and I can remember my father’s reaction of me going onto the bus. He was smiling a huge smile and waving frantically. I really remember it well because it is one of the only times I can remember our whole family happy.
I have a joke about the William Tell Overture. There were these two guys that loved charades. One went to the others house and saw 8 women back to front. He guessed William Tell Overture…Titty Rump Titty Rump Titty Rump Rump Rump. It brings back memories at grant park when I lived in Oak Park and saw the fireworks. We laid on blankets. The smell of hot dogs + beer blended nicely to make an atmosphere. The end was grand, cannons roaring, fireworks blazing, and it was spectacular.
I got a thought of the day for you. I got it from a friend: “As you walk through life, you may be solo but not alone.” Deep! My favorite fast food place is…? I like most junk food but try not to eat too much of it because I’m trying to become a better athlete and get in better shape, even though I’m pretty fit as it is. I didn’t think the speaker was that bad or good today, he was about average.
I’ll do yesterday’s topic today. The things I would save would be my bike, my photos of family and friends and (this is going to sound immature) my Teddy Bear. The story on the teddy is as follows…I got it when I was christened from my aunt and uncle David and Linda. When I was younger, I started sucking my fingers. I sucked the middle and ring fingers when I slept, I picked the fur off the teddy bear and held it in my fingers (under my nose) as well as the bear. How childish, it brings back memories.
My family is very extended. I just moved into my first house. First, my mother and father got divorced when I was about 5. My dad remarried a Mexican woman with a daughter from her previous marriage. I stayed in Oak Park till the 4th grade. I moved to Morris Partly because my mother started the Gebhard Woods Dulcimer Festival and partly because she had a boyfriend in Bloomington. They broke up and my mom had other “Friends”. Last year she met a man from England he was over for a job in Bell Labs. He liked folk music and that’s how they met. They got married a few months ago, and now as I said before I have an international family. By the way, Rob, (my stepfather) has two kids David and Hazel both are a pain in the ass. They constantly fight. Hazel broke a window and David broke an antique vase in the time they have been over. They’re leaving in two days. Thank God.