Sunday, January 18, 2009

Timeline: Six through Twelve

{In case you missed Zero through Five, it can be found here.}

1991, age 6: I am in Mrs. Bingham’s grade 1 class. Usually, we do projects about dinosaurs, words, colours and poems. Our desks are in groups of four. One day we are handed “swish & spit” fluoride packets. I put mine in my mouth, but then spit it all over the desk, possibly when the boy across from me makes me laugh. From them on I get to hand out the packets, and don’t have to use them.

1992, age 7: On the first day of grade 2, I wear a t-shirt and shorts outfit that is pink, white and blue flowered with a sheer pink vest that fastens via bow. I also have new white runners. My teacher, Mrs. Bingham again, takes a group photo of the class on the first day. We take another group photo on the last day of school. I have the same outfit on in both photos. Some kids have moved away, and others have joined our classroom. That year we have a student from Australia in our class. His dad was on a teaching exchange to Canada. We have pen-pals from the boys’ Australian school. Mine is named Rowena.

1993, age 8: I completely blank out grade 3, the previous summer, and all holidays during the school year. It must be genetic – my sister has no memories from grade 3 either.

1994, age 9: Hillary & I are old enough to stay home by ourselves now in the summer. When mom comes home at lunch, she fills up our backyard swimming pool. We play in the backyard all afternoon, eating blue whale candies in between games of shark and pretending to shoot a swimwear commercial under the water. The snorkel Hillary had served as video camera.

1995, age 10: I am in Mrs. Wood’s grade 5 class. I meet a girl name Christine, who lives just across the park. My friend Kari is also in my class. We’ve known each other most of our lives from church. I go to Kari’s house for lunch everyday. Her mom makes the best ham sandwiches on homemade buns. On Wednesdays, we watch Home Improvement on VHS tape, recorded the night before. Kari and her family move away the following summer.

1996, age 11: I walk or ride my bike to school everyday with Christine, who I met in grade 5, and James, who lives down the street from Christine. After school, we play HORSE at James’ house. One time his mom made lemon sorbet for an after school snack.
Christine and I volunteer in the special-ed classroom at school one lunch hour a week, for about one quarter of the year. At the end of the year, I get the Citizenship Award at the grade 6 grad assembly. I don’t really know why I got it. James’ dad, who is a cop, takes photos of the grad with a big camera. I am wearing socks with sandals.

1997, age 12: I go to summer camp for the second year in a row. There is a girl in my cabin who I will meet again later in life, at Bible school and through youth group. She didn’t come to camp with any friends, and me and my friends were not overly kind to her during our week together. On the first day of grade 7, Christine and I walk to the bus stop together. Junior high begins, and we don’t see a lot of each other anymore. I don’t know when our friendship comes to a close, but by the end of grade 9, we hardly acknowledge each other in the halls.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

because we're both tired of seeing that photo

Hi.
Just wanted to write a new entry because I am sure you are sick of seeing that half naked old guy every time you click over to my blog, which granted, is probably not very often anymore since I haven't written anything for MONTHS!

So if there are any readers left (hi mom & dad!), here is a little story for you:

A few weeks ago I was outside taking some photos of the winter weather, when all of a sudden, my camera does SOMETHING. I don't really know what happened, but I kept getting an error message and the top half of my pictures were black. So I sent it to Canon and they told me it would be $300 to fix it. I wasn't too thrilled with that, so when I was at London Drugs picking up some photos yesterday, I thought I would look at dSLR's on my way past the case, just to check them out. I know I don't NEED one, but I have to say I really enjoy having one!
Anyway, one in particular caught my eye: a Canon Rebel XTi, which is much better than the one I had (but for $325 on craigslist with 3 lenses included I wasn't going to complain!). This particular camera happen to be on clearance sale, and then the manager said she could knock off another $15o. So using my Christmas money (because really, what else was I going to use it for? Just stuff probably) I will go get a new camera body and only have to spend a little of my own money. I basically get a way better camera for just as much as it would cost to fix the other one!
I think that's a good idea, and I am good with it.

Well, maybe I'll write more one day....