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When I was in Kindergarten my dad dropped me off at my babysitter's house on his way to work every morning. He worked in Sunnyvale, which was about thirty minutes from where we lived and it must have had a better school district than San Jose because I went to school there K-2. Third grade my parents switched me to the school around the corner from my house, I was quickly tested and then sent over to the fourth grade class. I was so smart back then. I remember taking a math test that required adding and subtracting and carrying numbers. I had never heard of carrying numbers so I made up all of the answers based on my own self-created logic. When I got every question wrong the teacher asked me if I knew how to carry numbers. I said "yep" and walked back to my desk. That night I sat at the dinner table with my parents and asked my dad what carrying numbers was. He explained it to me, tracing the outline of numbers with his index finger on the glass table. I nodded and went back to school the next day and scored a 100 on the retest.
Anyway, at my babysitter's house my best friend was Laura. Laura also happened to be the daughter of the babysitter, so she knew the ins and outs of the house and yard. It being California and the beginnings of the last major drought they had, we were able to spend the majority of each day outside The front and back yards were both fenced in. The front yard contained an above ground pool and a swing set. The back yard had a rabbit hutch and was overgrown with trees and ivy. Laura and I used to climb up the back fence and crawl into the thick of the trees. We would peek out through the leaves into the neighbor's yards and pretend that we were far away and invisible. I remember climbing up there with her and balancing on the fence and eating lollipops until her mother called us in. When she saw us slide down the fence her mother was appalled and we were told never to climb up there again.
One of the parks we used to go to with the babysitter had a low fence surrounded by shrubs. A couple of us found a little section you could crawl into and hide between the bushes and the fence. Nobody could see you from the outside. We would crawl in and sit there until we were bored and then we'd crawl out and play on the swings. Once I crawled into the secret spot on my own and I happened upon a boy and girl who were making out. I turned around and crawled out as fast as I could, I cut my knee on some broken glass on my way out and made up some explanation to the babysitter while she cleaned out the wound back at her house.
When I was in Kindergarten my dad dropped me off at my babysitter's house on his way to work every morning. He worked in Sunnyvale, which was about thirty minutes from where we lived and it must have had a better school district than San Jose because I went to school there K-2. Third grade my parents switched me to the school around the corner from my house, I was quickly tested and then sent over to the fourth grade class. I was so smart back then. I remember taking a math test that required adding and subtracting and carrying numbers. I had never heard of carrying numbers so I made up all of the answers based on my own self-created logic. When I got every question wrong the teacher asked me if I knew how to carry numbers. I said "yep" and walked back to my desk. That night I sat at the dinner table with my parents and asked my dad what carrying numbers was. He explained it to me, tracing the outline of numbers with his index finger on the glass table. I nodded and went back to school the next day and scored a 100 on the retest.
Anyway, at my babysitter's house my best friend was Laura. Laura also happened to be the daughter of the babysitter, so she knew the ins and outs of the house and yard. It being California and the beginnings of the last major drought they had, we were able to spend the majority of each day outside The front and back yards were both fenced in. The front yard contained an above ground pool and a swing set. The back yard had a rabbit hutch and was overgrown with trees and ivy. Laura and I used to climb up the back fence and crawl into the thick of the trees. We would peek out through the leaves into the neighbor's yards and pretend that we were far away and invisible. I remember climbing up there with her and balancing on the fence and eating lollipops until her mother called us in. When she saw us slide down the fence her mother was appalled and we were told never to climb up there again.
One of the parks we used to go to with the babysitter had a low fence surrounded by shrubs. A couple of us found a little section you could crawl into and hide between the bushes and the fence. Nobody could see you from the outside. We would crawl in and sit there until we were bored and then we'd crawl out and play on the swings. Once I crawled into the secret spot on my own and I happened upon a boy and girl who were making out. I turned around and crawled out as fast as I could, I cut my knee on some broken glass on my way out and made up some explanation to the babysitter while she cleaned out the wound back at her house.
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