But I'm reading at a 5th grade level
My dad emailed a quaint story to my mom, brother and I this morning which demonstrated that even as a wee lass, my sense of humor was already operating at a 4th grade level. And it went a little something like this: (hit it dad!)As I approach old age, I look back at some of my fondest memories.
One involved Stefanie at a young age.
One day, I looked at her as her brow was knit in concentration. I wondered what thought was troubling her.
Suddenly, a smile lit her face as she proudly announced, 'I blowed de faht!'
Treasure these moments, y'all.
posted by stefbot @ 11:36 AM
3 Comments:
That's nice, Stefanie. When was that, last week?
It's nice to see how much you've grown since then.
I'd say you're operating at a solid 5th grade level these days.
Special-ed 5th grade level that is.
There was a 5th grade? Was I supposed to attend? I thought it was K-4, then off to work in the mines.
Did I miss something?
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