I went to a Catholic grade school, for grades 1-8. I seem to recall that my first grade had 90 students and just one teacher, a nun. Talk about being a master of classroom management. But by the time we made it to eighth grade, we were down to just 15 students. Since no one … Continue reading Why Was I the Exception?
I never was, and never will be, a Don Juan. Growing up, I was always nervous around girls. I just blamed it on my looks and/or my awkwardness. As a result, I did my best to avoid them, and they seemed quite happy with my decision. However, on those rare occasions when a girl would … Continue reading I Wish Those Nuns Had Never Taught Me to Enunciate