Kids say the darndest things

ALSO KNOWN AS: GWEN HAS AN EPIPHONE



This is the greatest story ever. So last night "the gang" was at Jessica's apartment watching a movie while Gwen played quietly in her room, watching Dora the Explorer and whatever else she does in there. We're nearing the end of "Joyride" when all of a sudden from Gwen's room comes the voice of a four-year-old who just made a miraculous discovery: "I'm a colored person!" All of us stare at each other in shock, as we all know that Gwen has no idea that the color of her skin is any different from any one else's. My immediate thought is, "What the heck is on that Dora video?!" Mikey's immediate reaction was, "WHO TAUGHT HER THAT?!", to which we all, of course, denied any knowledge of anyone ever saying that to her. A few of us start laughing just because it was so funny, and Gwen, realizing she had said something funny (but of course not understanding why) went on to repeat her statement a couple of times, giggling at herself. So Jessica gets up to go have a talk with her while the rest of us laugh a little more, and a few minutes later she comes back out, carrying Gwen, and trying not to laugh. Gwen is now decked out, not in her pajamas, but with different colored mittens and socks. "Look everyone," Jessica says, "Gwen's a colored person." Gwen erupts into giggles and the rest of us practically fell on the floor laughing. I was seriously crying, it was so hysterical! Gwen goes running back into her room, and Jessica follows. Mikey says, "Great, now she's going to go up to random people and think that's a joke that gets a good laugh!" to which we all busted up laughing again. Gwen runs out again, after her mother has expanded her vocabulary a little, and this time when Jesse asks, "Gwen, what are you?" he is answered with a four-year-old grin and "Colorful!"

Piercings and such...

Why is everyone so into getting something pierced all of the sudden? First, Bethany Saxman shows up last year with this tiny stud in her nose that she had to cover with a tiny band-aid when in class, until this year when CHC decided nose piercing was not in fact satanic (still working on the dancing thing though). I must admit, it does look cool. Now all of the sudden our dear Adelaide has gone and done the deed as well, influencing Peach to strongly consider it herself. At camp two summers ago, I discovered that two girls I had always considered non-piercing types (Mary Moss, Peach's sister, and Leah Larson, both CHC grads last year) had their belly buttons pierced! Ouch! How does one handle that kind of pain? My mom took me to get my ears pierced at age four. I do not fully remember this horrid experience, although I do see flashes of it in my mind sometimes, but according to my mom, I freaked out completely when the first one went in, and it took her six months to get me to go back for the second one. Perhaps this has tainted my opinion of piercings. The nose thing is kind of cool, as I admitted before, but I don't know if I could handle it with my own past experiences and Adelaide's description of her own ("It hurt like a mother...."). And I think I would only be doing something like that to freak my friends out since I'm not that type. Maybe I'll go crazy and get second holes in my ears....

Reflections from long ago

I visited my high school today, to return a book my English teacher had lent me for a college report. Boy, it's different going back. I only recognized one girl in the crowd of kids, and nobody knew who I was. It's been too long. The year after I graduated I could go back there and here everyone yelling,"Hi, Jordan!" and a flock would come running to talk with me. Those were the kids I grew up with in junior high and high school. Now, even they are gone. It's been three years; the last class I was really familiar with graduated last year, and now the little kids who were freshman my senior year are the one who are running the place. It's so weird! Justins, you would understand....

But of course, we were the coolest class hands down. Even Mr. Newkirk and Mrs. Cherry admit that. So here's a nice walk down memory lane, via fun pictures taken throughout high school.

Our wonderful class, all twelve of us-- We had a lot of fun. 

Watching a movie/napping on the houseboat-- if it looks like there are more guys than girls, it's because there are... they outnumbered us with a 3:1 ratio. 

Road trip! 

Many hours spent working on the yearbook... and eating Jack in the Box food.... over the 'No eating by computers' sign....