The first 14 1/2 years of my life I lived out in the country along a river. There was one school that was kindergarten through 8th grade for all of us kids. One of my best friends that I had for years was Carol Ivan. Unfortunately we only got to see each other during school. She had to take the down river bus 13 miles, and I took the up river bus 7 miles. It was just too far way to visit but we made the best of it during school hours.
Carol and I shared everything. One thing was food. Her parents had a small general store and she would always bring treats to eat...Snow ball cup cakes, fruit pies, and different kinds of chips. It was always something different. Meanwhile I would bring homemade things that my mom made and she looked forward to those. We would say, "trade ya". What ever she was wanting I would give it to her and she would do the same for me.
Our birthdays were only one day apart, I was the oldest. Because of this, if I did anything new, the next day she would be doing it. I developed at a very young age. When I showed up at the first day of school with boobs...the very nest day she had boobs. I didn't think much about it...At least we were both going through it together and I wasn't alone.
We would trade clothes for the day, usually shirts, but trade back before we got on the bus so that we wouldn't get in trouble with our parents. We traded notes all day in class and pens, erasers, pencils, hair clips....Everything. But the great thing about being such good friends was if I said,"Trade ya my hearing aid for your glasses". She would do it.
4 comments:
What's the rest of the story, Teri? (Typical woman. Leave you wanting more.)
tell me more about the hearing aid and glasses. What was it like to trade impairments?
Great story, but I agree with buff... give us a bit more... pleeaaassseee!!!
I don't know, I kind of like the way you left it with the implication that you shared everything. And I like the subtle way of saying you trusted each other enough to share even something as personal as a hearing aid or glasses.
I am new at this and do like the the comments. They all help me to be a better writer.
buffalo: I've never been called typical... that's a first. But I have to say if you give it all up front then... why stick around? The best is yet to come.
shandi: I hated my hearing aid... what??? oh just a minute...I can't hear what your saying.. anyway...
I'll get into that and try to put that feeling out there.
tim-elvis: That is what it was about but I need to let people in just a little more... with time I will get better.
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