Memories

Remember what a big deal it was to leave sixth grade and go to junior high? Exciting as that was, it seems to me that we really weren't much more grown up, and in fact spent our time with other 7th graders, happy as clams. But then--8th grade, much older, right? Cliques formed, we started having parties and dating. Ninth, and we were the big kids, practically adults! Only, when we started BHS--back to being the little kids again. And so on. I remember, in perhaps 7th grade, being so aware of the older high school kids, whom I thought of as grownups. How could we not be aware of them, given the intense coverage of all school events and even private parties, by the Gazette?

It amazes me, sometimes, that I remember that all so clearly. They're my memories, though. My friends remember particular parties and incidents differently than I do, or perhaps not at all, because their minds recorded other incidents and parties. When we get together and say "Remember when...." I may not remember at all.

How about your memories?