Friday, August 6, 2010

Mommy’s Piggy Tales – 7th Grade

I’m participating in a project called Mommy’s Piggy Tales where I’ll be writing stories about my childhood once a week for 15 weeks, starting with birth and ending with graduation in the hopes that my children, and possibly my children’s children, will one day appreciate it.


Seventh grade: the beginning of Middle School.  What a big year!  I went to a very small elementary school, outside of town, so everyone in my class moved together to the middle school, which was a much longer bus ride away.  I remember being very excited to have multiple classes and a locker!  I had my best friend with me and was looking forward to doing some fun marching with the band, so I was all set!

I believe 7th grade was also the year that I met my future step-sister.  I don’t know why I can’t remember the exact years these things happened, but I always associate it with 7th grade.  (Maybe, though, that’s actually when my mom got married again?  Who knows. Well, except for maybe my mom.)

My mom had been dating a nice man for a while and one day we went to visit someone associated with him.  I’m pretty sure I had no idea where we were going.  Turns out we were going to visit his daughters (one was one year older than me and the other two were way younger) at their grandparents house.  (Hmmm, I’m thinking this must have happened when I was in 6th grade and they got married just before I started 7th grade.  Oh well, too late to stop now.)

When we got there, I was way too shy to go and introduce myself to play, so I stuck to my mother like glue.  I’m guessing this was not the way she wanted it to go because she eventually kicked me out of the house and FORCED ME TO GO PLAY WITH THOSE STRANGE GIRLS!

I still remember feeling betrayed that she would make me do something that was so very uncomfortable for me.  Somehow, though, I managed to communicate with them and I ended up having a great time.  We ran all over that yard and came up with some pretty great games.  Of course, when it was time to go, I didn’t want to leave.

My mom and her guy did get married later that summer and I went from being an only child, in practice (I had two half-sisters who lived halfway across the country), to having three sisters living with me.  The older one and I were very different, but we got along famously and would make each other laugh until our sides hurt.

She must have also started at the middle school the same year that I did, so not only did I have my best friend, but I had a new sister there as well!


  1. Insta-siblings... I love it. It's great that you were so close in age.

    By the way, I'm thinking it's about high time you got yourself a button, because I want one. And all the cool kids are doing it. (How's that for middle school pressure?)

  2. What a great way to dig deep and cherish those memories of our youth. Hope you enjoy this little writing project of yours.

    I recently went to a concert with an old grade school friend of mine. We had such fun talking about when we were young.

  3. What a great story! It had to be a blessing to your mom and stepdad to have you girls get along so well!

  4. I would have wanted to stay inside too, my mom would have forced me, and I would have had a great time just like you. I needed a lot of forceful nudges to be social in new situations.


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