The Weird Kid In Class
There was a kid in my class who stood up every day and told everyone he had new shoes. This went on for weeks, and we all thought him nuts. Then, one day, he stood up and told us a long story about why his family were moving to another part of the country, and how excited he was. The next thing we heard was that he'd died in a plane crash.
Let's hear about the weird kid in your class...
( , Fri 19 Jan 2007, 10:18)
There was a kid in my class who stood up every day and told everyone he had new shoes. This went on for weeks, and we all thought him nuts. Then, one day, he stood up and told us a long story about why his family were moving to another part of the country, and how excited he was. The next thing we heard was that he'd died in a plane crash.
Let's hear about the weird kid in your class...
( , Fri 19 Jan 2007, 10:18)
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Hayden
was his name. I was once his friend, maybe even his best. To me he was cool in prep through to about grade four. He taught me about Pokemon and Nintendo.
He was also allergic to everything, or so his mother would have you believe. He never drank milk, ate bread, went outside or spoke at a volume that could be heard more than five feet away.
As the years passed he slowly got stranger and stranger. In grade six the teachers held a "graduation" for the children that were smart enough to be allowed into high school. For this we had to give a short talk on what we wanted to do when we grew up (something that clearly would take a while for him). His speech still amuses me to this day:
"When I grow up I want to open a hospital for sick Yoshis."
I saw him a few weeks back. He doesn't talk to anyone but his mother these days.
( , Wed 24 Jan 2007, 5:29, Reply)
was his name. I was once his friend, maybe even his best. To me he was cool in prep through to about grade four. He taught me about Pokemon and Nintendo.
He was also allergic to everything, or so his mother would have you believe. He never drank milk, ate bread, went outside or spoke at a volume that could be heard more than five feet away.
As the years passed he slowly got stranger and stranger. In grade six the teachers held a "graduation" for the children that were smart enough to be allowed into high school. For this we had to give a short talk on what we wanted to do when we grew up (something that clearly would take a while for him). His speech still amuses me to this day:
"When I grow up I want to open a hospital for sick Yoshis."
I saw him a few weeks back. He doesn't talk to anyone but his mother these days.
( , Wed 24 Jan 2007, 5:29, Reply)
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