tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375684657483536810.post1268104126898643761..comments2024-03-17T08:12:04.092-05:00Comments on Live Your Poem...: BEST PART OF THE SCHOOL DAY?Irene Lathamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04905936104127707762noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375684657483536810.post-77785770095551520882010-11-03T14:38:36.933-05:002010-11-03T14:38:36.933-05:00What happened at home??
And I loved jacks as a gi...What happened at home??<br /><br />And I loved jacks as a girl.Caroline Starr Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04597510685273079757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375684657483536810.post-23027014691430427092010-11-03T14:12:22.568-05:002010-11-03T14:12:22.568-05:00I was the tomboy, best at ... not braging ... at e...I was the tomboy, best at ... not braging ... at everything. You name it, I played it. I could out run the boys, out wrestle the boys and cheer do hand stands with the girls. My dresses were hand me downs, not from a sister since I don't have one but from cousins because my mother said the life span of my dresses were less than a month. I was the kid in class that laughted at girls like Irene but I wouldn't let the boys be mean to them either. Oh yea, if I did lose it was always someone else that made me because as my nephew Scott says, "I am a winner...I am not a loser."Patricia J. Weaverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06044354515656710902noreply@blogger.com