Blink twice* Senior Year

To my preschool teacher, You were a nice lady and I have something against you for making it so easy to leave my parents. I wonder if you are still alive. I swear you wore the same peach colored shirt every day and no body cared because you made good cookies. For the record Angel was my first friend ever. She was blond. We sat next to each other at graduation.... that was a good day. 

To my Kindergarten teacher. Mrs.Curly. Your hair could not be a better shade of black and white now that I think of it looked like I put a peace of paper on a ice cold metal chair took a black and white crayon and went in circles. The white didn't show up but it was a confetti color from the other crayons leaving their mark. I am a lot like that white crayon except I feel like I am supose to be confetti not white. 

To my 1st Grade teacher. I don’t remember you but I still love you. People say you can still love someone without truly knowing them. I think that is true so thank you Mrs. 

To my 2nd Grade teacher/class. Ms.Thomas. I lied to your face. I told you I would ride my motorcycle over the mountain to see you sometime. I never could figure out why I didn't do that. Ms.Thomas I blame myself for not learning how to read well and my mom for signing that “I read 30 min every night” paper. (I think that is why I suck at reading and spelling) Dear brown haired girl that I forgot your name. Thanks for flirting with me and playing tag with me. Tell your friend thanks as well. And to the kid named Austin that always was at front of the line during lunch and had a cool motorcycle toy and wore your “racing” shirt to school, I wish I would have punched you. You never raced. you left me out. We should have played dodge ball more. 

P.S. Why were there grave stones on that little patch of grass by the fence? 

P.P.S. That was the first grade I have heard someone swear. 

To my 2nd Grade Teacher. Mrs.Anderson... I hope that you were a Mrs. not a Ms. Cuz you were hot and pregnant. You hold a special place in my heart not because you were hot but because you taught me how to read and write. You made me want to try one of those peanut butter nut squares you always ate. To Claire mod for tracing  on the back of my football jersey during reading time. Izzy Scher I had a huge crush on you. same with you Emma Austin.

P.S. I read my sisters journal...She liked a kid Named jordan.. and why was Jed outside flying paper airplanes?

3rd grade Mrs.Cox you had a crush on my best friend. Your hair was short. I did’t like that one kid that went midget mode all the time. Remember when David Dixon smelled really bad every day? and his dad smelled the same? Remember when David and Kaden got in a fight? I loved that. 

P.S. Whitney you are white trash. 

4th grade Ms.Ratlif. You were insane! You slept in your room during recess and called my cousin retarded. I can’t Blame you because your son died that year so you are not as crazy as your life. 

5th Grade. Mr.M. Dude you were the man! You had 5 monsters a day and we would play dodge ball at least 2 times a week. I loved your Jordan Picture in your room I have one now. I think I learned more from the saying on the poster than I learned from you ‘No bird can soar too high with his own wings” 

6th Grade. I forgot your name. You got laid off and my 6th grade year was the last year you would teach. You cried at the end. That class was a special class. I will probably remember your name in a week after I think about it. I remember when those kids played footsies at space camp. That was awesome.

P.S. Remember when Stockton went deep and we pulled his pants down in front of all the girls?...That was awesome. 

To all my teachers. Thank you for the things you have imprinted me with. Thank you for writing things on my heart I didn't know what they meant at the moment but now I have more appreciation for. You will always have your names on my heart even though I forgot yours and you forgot mine.