Long lost, and found
Published by Sara Jacobson
Mar 25, 2006 10:38 PM under
Funny how you get to reminiscing about the Good Old Days, sometimes also known as the days I will never ever ever want to relive or simply high school.
There were many regrets in my life regarding that period.
- Not standing up to Mr. Fog and demanding my right as a Senior to perform on both nights of the Pop Concert.
- Signing up for wrestling cheerleading in an act of moral support for a friend, then keeping with it after she decided to withdraw (never again will I wear a cheerleading outfit)
- Not bothering to learn my lines as an understudy for Bloody Mary (I still know the words to Bali Ha’i tho) and saying “stingy bastard” like sting-ee instead of stin-gee
- The awkwardness of dating.
- Choosing to sing Cherish by Madonna at the above-mentioned concert. Not to say I sang poorly but my taste in music was obviously flawed. I remember the other contenders being Nobody and Total Eclipse of the Heart.
I could probably list more, but those are the ones that always pop into my head…the fact that they do is probably fascinating to the psychology crowd who could espouse all sorts of hypotheses about the impact on my current life.
But there were wonderful times, too, that I’ll always treasure, especially times with my own ‘scoobies’: Scott, Toni (Tony?), and Todd, along with the lesser but still worthy Eric, Tami, Shannon, ...and I’m sure I’m forgetting people at the moment.
- Our ‘dinners’, featuring our ideas of native cuisine or fomal dining.
Two that come to mind are an Asian dinner at Scott’s parent’s lake-house (we had ‘saki’) and what I remember as a birthday dinner at Shannon’s house that awoke my love for shrimp. Until then I hated shrimp but I still remember the martini glasses with the little shrimp arranged on the rim-his mother took such care to create a beautiful dinner for us.
- How we would get together and perform for each other.
To this day I can’t hear the song You don’t own me without having Klaus Nomi and visions of peacock-green paisley cloth in my head.
We never criticised each other [well, not in a bad way] and always encouraged the free spirit inside to get out.
- Brenda—.
I can’t recall her last name now even if I tried, but she had beautiful red hair (think Molly Ringwald) and was one of the ‘popular’ cliche. She always had a sweet smile and a kind word and kept my group associated with her so we never fell into the category of kids that could be freely abused. Not to say that didn’t happen-poor Todd suffered ever so much more than he should have-but we were never in the wedgie/locker-stuffing group. Not sure if I ever thank youed for your sweetness, Brenda.
- Good teachers
Mr Stangl, my teacher for drafting and Principles of Technology. At that time the Industrial Arts (think ‘shop’) area was predominately male. He encouraged my love for science and never, ever, proposed that ‘girls’ couldn’t do it. He was, and is still, an inspiration to me.
Miss Shea, my english teacher who corrected a story of mine so the main character was ‘Miss Shea’ instead of ‘Shea’ (I had been reading the Shannara series at the time). She was very strict, but very very good.
- The adventures of Omni and Elwing
Yes, yes, I played D&D. I’m a geek; live with it. Omni was Scott’s main character, and Elwing mine. Through all the adventures and modules, those two characters came to life, baiting each other’s tempers with the familiarity of a couple that’s been married for decades and have no fear of offending each other so really go at it. kumquats and greenjello….
Oh btw? Omni is a toothless git. Elwing is as always a beautiful, powerful woman. thppt
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You might wonder what brought this to my thoughts-I received an email from Scott a few days ago. We haven’t actually communicated yet…but I look forward to a confirmed Scott sighting. :)
