I remember a time in elementary school when I was walking along right down the middle of the playground with my friends Ben and David. There were kids playing and having recess all over the place – the cool kids were over to our right playing kickball (Eric, Greg, and Zach especially – they had an immeasurable impact on my personality. I got bullied a decent amount in elementary school.) and there were probably some girls (Natalie and Stephanie) over in the trees pretending to be horses and playing in the dirt. Ben and David and I were talking about which animal we would morph into if we were Animorphs, and just walking down the middle of the playground. I was probably in the middle of a sentence (one of us was, at least) when I was leveled by a kickball that hit me directly in the side of my face, having been kicked from about thirty or forty feet away. I remember getting immediately to my feet and continuing to walk as if nothing had happened. On a related note, if I were an Animorph, I would morph into a wolf. My roommate says he’d morph into a dragon, and my other roommate says velociraptor (my second choice).
There was also a time before the tetherball got removed from our playground (because this guy tried to strangle this girl with the rope, or because kids were hitting it too hard, or something) when I walked over to a group of girls who I probably thought were cute and addressed them with “hi guys.” This girl Grace responded with something like “uh, we’re not guys…” Since then, I’ve always had it in the back of my head that girls secretly don’t like being collectively referred to as “guys”.
Look how cute I was in elementary school. Were you this cute? Probably not.
Picture me with a Gameboy and a Lil’ Bow Wow CD.
I was pretty cool when I was around the ages of 7 to 11. I listened to Nirvana and Wierd Al, and I have several distinct memories of running around the playground with my shirt collar around the back of my head screaming something about the end of the world. I was certainly “that one kid”. I still am. I played a pretty substantial amount of Diddy Kong Racing, XG2, Lego Racers, Super Mario 64, Ocarina of Time, 1080 Snowboarding, Pokemon Snap, Banjo Kazooie, Gex, Glover, Wave Racer, Mario Party 2, and Jet Force Gemini. But the first N64 game I ever played, before I even owned the console, was Rampage: World Tour. I was also a Pokemon card and game aficionado; I often brought my Gameboy Pocket to school to trade with people with the link cable. And I was crazy about Lil’ Bow Wow’s first album, “Beware of Dog”.
One of my best friends to this day is a person who I know because in elementary school, I heard that he knew all the lyrics to “All Star” by Smash Mouth, and I really wanted to meet this person. I was amazed that someone could actually remember all the words to a song so amazing.