{the story of a girl}

Monday, March 12, 2007

{first grade report card}

The phone rang at 10:30am this morning. It was my mother informing me that they (my parents) had just stumbled across my first grade report card in their lock box. Odd. In their lock box? Of course, I had to know what my teachers had said about me. I was expecting to hear that I was a wonderful child and a joy to have in class. Uh- nope. Apparently, even in the first grade, I had trouble following the rules and getting along with others. My father was in the background yelling, "Some things never change!" Really Dad? I KNOW I get all that rule-breaking from you (see post below).


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