peeling dried glue membranes off your fingers; sounds, words, hypercuriosity.
First grade was
doing your best to avoid cooties; word searches, cubbies, snowpants.
Second grade was
taking on chapter books; spelling tests, Jolly Ranchers, recess adventures.
Third grade was
cranking through long division; kickball, capture the flag, Harry Potter.
Fourth grade was
solidifying friendships; imagination , neighborhood nightgames.
Fifth grade was
having a double-digit age; concealed crushes, sleepovers, close friends.
Sixth grade was
turning interests into hobbies; discomfort zones, new friends, advanced math.
Seventh grade was
understanding the importance of deodorant; projecting, finding my humor.
Eighth grade was
adolescence unleashed; energy, long hair, skateboarding.
Ninth grade was
mellowing; wonder, Socratic seminars, talent-building, implicit competition.
Tenth grade was
setting standards; anticipation, stress, finding role models, speculating.
Eleventh grade was
refining the resume; testing, hard work, identity, goals.
Twelfth grade was
reflecting on the past; laziness, indestructible friendships, claimed futures, farewells.