Six Years

December 1971 I sort-of came out in kindergarten and wasn't shy anymore. My teachers were Mrs. Yeager (w/big horn-rimmed glasses) and Mrs. Cotton. Since my brother was two grades ahead of me, he taught me everything he learned in 2nd grade which put me way ahead of the other children. While Mrs. Cotton was teaching us how to print our names I was writing stories in cursive. I just had a lot of time on my hands to learn. The superglue incident put me back on my old diet... I began eating cars again...this one was cherry.