Cleaning out another corner of the closet…
June 15, 2005, 7:30 PM
It’s really amazing what I found in this wing of the closet. First of all, I managed to fill up two tubs’ worth of crap that’s getting hauled out (and I’m not even finished with this corner yet).
I did, however, find a whole bunch of pictures (a few of which may end up on this part of the Web site), three cents, and, of all things, the Grimes Good Egg pin that I got in May of 1989 (second grade).
For those of you who are unfamiliar, the Good Egg Award is basically a student-of-the-month kind of award, given to one student in each class at Bonnie Grimes Elementary School. Officially, the award is given for “good citizenship”. Though it really was more of a “teacher’s pet” award. And you could tell, too, because the same faces got the award every year, and those kids would wear ALL their Good Egg award pins at once, which always irked me, since until the end of second grade, I’d never gotten the Good Egg award.
And let me tell you… I managed to accomplish that the last month of my second grade year, and I had my lips FIRMLY planted on my second grade teacher’s behind the entire month. And yes, I do hate unsolicited recognition. But when I want recognition, I’m not exactly subtle about it, and am not afraid to kiss a little butt to do it. But in this case, it worked!
But never again did I manage to get a Good Egg award, as relations between the school and our family got downright stormy, but that’s another story that I’m not going to get into right now. Still, back in 1989 when I got the award, they gave you a certificate and a pin. Then they started giving you a bumper sticker that said, “My Child Is A Grimes Good Egg”. Then they added a frisbee. At the rate that they were adding prizes that went with the Good Egg award, now all the Good Egg recipients probably get a new car or something.
And I also found a vintage Wal-Mart bag in the closet. My guess is that it came either from the Wal-Mart in Rogers, or the old Staunton Wal-Mart. Either way, it’s definitely early 1990s. Weird.
A few days ago, in a similar cleaning stint, I found my old bowling ball from when I was in a children’s bowling league. A nine-pound “Brunswick Junior Black Beauty” ball. I got it for my eighth birthday. My father and I spent an hour or so with a guy in the back room in the bowling alley using a machine to get the fingering right so that the ball could be correctly drilled. Best I ever bowled with that ball was a 99 game at Dixieland Lanes in Rogers (I understand that it’s now called “Rogers Bowling Center”). I was MAD about that game, since I was one pin short of 100. One lousy pin. I was mad at myself for that one. Still, I found the ball. It even has “BEN” inscribed on the top of it.
Still, we’re getting closer to the halfway mark (getting the bottom completely cleared out), and then getting the entire closet completely cleaned out. This is interesting.
Song: Theme for The Golden Girls
Quote: "Look at all this stuff..."
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