a boy from the past

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.

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4 Comments Add yours

  1. Betis Boy says:

    hey, did you remove my earlier comment? i said you've been feisty since birth 😛

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  2. Guagua Girl says:

    nope, this is the first comment i saw on this post. are you sure you hit post comment and not just preview?

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  3. Betis Boy says:

    yup. i did, you untormentable kid. 😛 at least you weren't a bully.

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  4. Guagua Girl says:

    how about you? were you a bully? i can't imagine you being one. i can't remember, were you always in an all-boys school? or did you mingle with the opposite sex in grade school? did you pull girls' braids?;)

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