Do you remember grade 7?
I still remember grade 7, better than grade 1 or grade 12. Grade 1 is somewhere out on the ocean, on a foggy island. Grade 12 seems to be covered by a layer of snow. All I see is white, among the trees and bushes. I can’t name ten significant events there, compared to fifty from grade 7. Let’s not forget, I loved school (in grade 7)! Now grade 12 is a different issue. After learning much math and a lot of science & societal issues, grade 12 just fit into the fabric of our modern society. It’s just one step in the production. But I still love the idea of grade 7, like a grassy knoll frozen in crystal clear ice. What is so memorable and what do I remember about it?
- Missing school for about a month in Canada. Cool!
- Getting brand new chairs during Christmas (school chairs were replaced)
- The math teacher taught the wrong lesson at the start of September which showed up as the last lesson
- Humans have evolved from monkeys (specifically referencing Geography teacher, who had more body hair)
- Geography teacher plays catch against the wall
- Someone wore a loose shirt while picking up a book
- Spelling Islam as “I slam” during spelling test
- Not to boast about knowledge that other people can’t understand after discussing biorythms in English class
- Math teacher mentions the Kenedies
- Math teacher talks about spanking in schools
- Kelley showed me a drawing which he thought was funny
- Having a starred conversation sitting in front of two people on the bus
- The road beside the bus station getting a ditch
- Walking home across town after missing the bus
- Getting whiplashed by long hair standing behind the lines of someone turning
- Oh yuck! Found a piece of black paper in the corn in the cafe
- Making an airplane that flew straight and never sank (paper airplane)
- Summer nights playing games on the grass
- The hat as it flew off while I was running
- Watching comedy with a man named Josh, who had the same name as my other friend Josh, who had the same name as my old best friend Josh
- Maybe Joshua means “one Jesus”, as I thought, reading the Bible
- Reading an encyclopedic book of short stories for children
- At the end of the year, various animals as a collection of books each day
- Exhaustion, after not sleeping well and taking a test during the summer
- Clarity, reading a poetry book of experiences on the sea
- Spending some days in spring break walking mazes in NeoPets
- Fall break, reading a book on vocabulary
- The worst flu of my life!
- A commercial tower appeared in SimCity in the first year
- Winning an Easter bunny machine from a community event
- Dissecting cow hearts with the surgeon of the class
- Don’t tell the truth, Ben will be disappointed by the literal translation of his name to Chinese
- Eating seaweed, the joke being other people mistaking it for grass
- Teacher says I should give animal crackers
- Three interpretations of “Favorite Bird” (Iraq): duck (bombardment), turkey (nearby country), chicken (playing chicken)
- Guy named Thomas dreams about harvesting resources on other planets
- Visiting the Secret Cove with Kelley
- Kelley’s fish tank
- Playing an alien shooter game on the cellphone on the way to Niagara Falls
- Stephen Hawking’s book on the tape on a cross continent journey
- Tree in front of the house being split by lightning
- Indian gives a penny for Halloween trick o’ treat
- The math teacher, who was also a coach, talks to Richie about his recent performance in class
- I still remembering trying to answer Frank’s question in English class
- The meetings with the advisor to decide whether or not, “to be, or not to be”, and I decided to switch
- Getting skin on my feet scratched off after walking a distance in the shoes
- Feeling despair and hopelessness one night, Fall
- The voice, a military commander through the morning routine
- Shower music, to avoid the monsters
- Drinking tea before the afternoon jog
- Playing the piano after dinner at Mrs. Ting’s house, the start of lessons
- Oversleeping by the breezy window, arrived at class late
- See You at the Pole (911 event), which I never understood
Maybe there is an infinite pool of memory in which I can remember every minute detail. Just how much digital memory is it? A dot, a speck, in the world of Mona Lisa Overdrive.