I was introducing her to my favorite childhood movie, "Pollyanna"
While I was driving her to my house after school on Wednesday, she started by telling me about her little friend Nebula.
Elora: "Nebula had to go to the eye doctor today. She has a problem. Every time she blinks her eyes her glasses fall off."
Grandma Honey: "Why would blinking make her glasses fall off?"
"Because her eyes are very very pale."
(Oh of course, that explains it.)
"I think the doctor is going to tell her that she needs someone to just hold her hand really tight and that will make her glasses stay on."
"Why would that help?"
completely ignoring my question continuing....
"If Alexandria holds her hand she will hold it too tight. Victoria will be too embarrassed to hold her hand And Izzy will hold her hand too softly. But I will hold her hand just right."
"Oh, This sounds like The Three Bears"
"No, it doesn't. There are 4 girls in this story."
I was Elora's same age, SEVEN, when I ..........
Don't you just love the way Johnny was smiling in this picture? Sorry Richard got cut off. And sorry I was taking over the picture.
Okay, here goes.
I told my friends that I was not afraid to walk right into the boys' bathroom at school.
And I did.
I walked right in while they watched from outside, and the yard duty teacher walked in right after me with her whistle.
I was only 7 but I could re-enact the whole scene today. It is that imprinted in my memory.
It was such a horror from my childhood, that I can still picture the sandy blond bouffant hairdo of that yard teacher.
Some memories never leave us alone.