April 14, 2009
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A tale told by an idiot
I think these are the last of my idiosyncratic childhood thoughts I will be able to remember. Is my childhood really gone? Can it be true that magical land of friends and mystery is completely behind me? ‘Out, out brief candle!’
I did not take notes in elementary school, because I did not go to elementary school. Thus, I did not even know what notes really were. I took the word quite literally, imagining ‘notes’ to be the sort of thing a detective jotted down when interviewing different witnesses along an investigation. My first day in school we were told to get ready for notes, and thus I took out my small flip notebook, just like a detective. The teacher noticed, and gently asked if I had anything *bigger* to takes notes with. After I said ‘no’ she kindly told the boy across from me to lend me some notebook paper, and I then found out that taking notes did not mean scribbling a few brief things down in a small flip notebook.
While being homeschooled, I remember we had a crinkled, brown piece of paper which had the Declaration of Independence on it, John Hancock’s enormous signature at the bottom and all. It looked exactly like the original. In fact, I thought it was the original. I thought, ‘Wow! Our whole nation started because of this, and we got to keep it!’
I remember seeing comedians on TV standing on stage, making entire audiences of people laugh. I was told they were ‘stand-up comedians.’ I gathered, in my quiet, curious mind, that they were people who got up on stage and thought of everything they said off the top of their heads. It was incredible. How could they be so funny. Maybe they were just really lucky to have thought of something so funny at just the right time. It always scared me of doing it. Although now that I know you get to prepare for it, it still seems just as scary.
Hope everybody had a great Easter! For it is certainly true our lives are full of sound and fury, but not that they signify nothing.
Comments (3)
you are not an idiot. Ignorant in your youth perhaps but aren’t we all?
Wow, if this idiocracy, I hate to find out what the drabble I post is. Lol.
Not a tale told by and idiot! Your story was so cute- the little detective notebook and the stuff about stand-up comedians made me smile- thanks for that
It much had been odd going from being home schooled to public school. I always wanted to be homeschooled but my mother didn’t have time. Cute post:)