my phone rang the other night and it was a guy who introduced himself as a classmate from grade school. he apparently got my phone number from another former classmate. i vaguely recognized the name — it’s been close to three decades! — but couldn’t come up with a mental picture. thank god for facebook! as soon as i saw his photo, i knew who he was. he was one of my tormentors! actually, he and his friends tormented most of the girls in our third-grade class, especially the ones with long hair. they used to pull our braids all the time, shouting “bell of atri, bell of atri.”
anyway, R recalled how most of the girls just cried when they got their hair pulled. not me. he said he never forgot me because i punched him! LOL! anyway, he now lives in vegas with his family … and i got a standing invitation to come visit.