A short blob about my past everyday.
I remember was in eight grade at Billings Middle School. Our class was small, just 13 students (if you count Sully). I had never heard of the game and only a few people hadn’t played it (myself being one). I went out of the room and waited for them to come and bring me back so I could diagnose their problem. I came back and I started asking questions and I couldn’t stop laughing. I don’t know why, but it was so funny.0
When I was around 7 maybe, my Dad, my brother and myself drove for a long time in the off white ’84 Toyota 4×4. We then took a train ride with open-air cars. As we crossed over a bridge, a man pointed out a big foot print in the sand. “Look at the Big Foot print, over there!” the man said to me. That was the first time I heard about Big Foot. I don’t think I believed him. On the way home, we hit a dear.0
This is new feature I’m going to try. It’s called “I Remember” and I’m basically lifting the concept directly from Andy Detskas, which I found via 2020 Hindsight. I’m adapting it to my needs. As you will find out, my past is kind of weird. I am disabling comments as this is more of a passive thing then an interactive thing. Enjoy!
I remember in 3rd grade, I didn’t want to go class that day. So I stayed out in the hall with my mom, with my Tintin book. I think it may have been Red Rackham’s Treasure. My mom had to leave at some point. She had a meeting or something. I remember crying and the principal from our school coming out. Her name was Zoe. I remember she knew something about Tintin and said she had some tracing paper and I could trace stuff out of the book. I never did trace anything. But I remembered she liked Tintin.0