This week, these were the prompts from Kathy:
1. Put Shaggy (Scooby Doo's partner) and Batgirl in an elevator and write a 200 word scene.
2. Write about a time you hid from someone, or a time you disguised who you really were.
3. List 10 things worth saving then choose one of those things and write about it.
4. What did you do before we had the internet?
I'm choosing the one about the disguise. True story:
I had a friend in 8th grade & everyone used to think we were sisters - hi Lori, where ever you are! We would pretend to be, for the humor in it & we really had a lot of fun together. Why not run with it?
We took this one just a little too far, though. We had Health class for one quarter of the school year. Our teacher was Mrs. Kimball. She reminded me of a more clearly speaking Julia Child (only then I didn't know who Julia Child was, I just knew my teacher looked vaguely familiar - like someone I'd seen before). She had that kind of look & that sideways smile, not to mention the short, gray, curly locks.
We didn't give Mrs. Kimball too much credit for being an intelligent person. As the quarter moved forward, this idea held some credence. Mrs. Kimball used to confuse the two of us. She would call me Lori & Lori would be Alexis. It happened often enough to give us an idea. Just for the fun of it (we weren't the only ones she got confused about, just the ones she confused the most).
Lori & I decided to become - each other. We planned on only doing this for a day or two. Who would have believed we could carry it farther than that? No one, until we did.
Long story short (because I don't remember as much as I'd like to), I was Lori & she was me for the entire quarter! I did my homework & Lori didn't always. I got good grades on test, and Lori didn't always. You can see where this is going?
At the end of this quarter, there happened to be Parent Teacher conferences. Lori had gotten me a solid D. I was grounded (not just for that - there were some classes I didn't like - math - I had a D in that, too) until I brought my grades up. Luckily, my parents didn't ever go to the conferences.
Unfortunately, Lori's parents did go. More unfortunately, Mrs. Kimball wanted to talk to Lori's mom about why her grade was a B instead of an A. Our cover was so blown when Mrs. Kimball kept addressing Lori's mom as Mrs. Brown.
Lori was freaking out & had no one to lean on & nowhere to hide. She fessed up. I wasn't there, so her description of how pissed her mom was didn't stick with me all that well. I just remember her telling me about the yelling when they got home.
The grades weren't switched and nothing ever came of it, except a little infamy. I was stuck with her D & she got my pretty B. I can't remember if we were punished by the principal - I vaguely recall in school suspension, but I can't be certain. I had to endure that a few times for other reasons.
I was someone else for one quarter of the school year in one Health class. That was a memorable class.
I hope you'll drop by & visit the rest of the gang who loves to write! Visit Mama's Losin' It & write your own or just have fun reading the others.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
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15 comments:
Funny story.... can't believe you pulled it off the whole year...
Wow, you're a master of disguise!
What a charade- you were so sneaky- I love it!
Wow! I could have never done that! I mean, I am a really good actress but with such a huge charade, I would have cracked waaaaaay sooner. Great story:-)
That's awesome. I wonder if the poor old gal ever felt any responsibility. You know, for not knowing her own students!
That's too funny, did you guys really look that much alike?
:0)
~angie~
How funny that you guys pulled it off for so long .... I think I would have been a little bit ticked off that I got a D instead of my B though.
I remember WANTING to be someone else, but I never had the guts to pull it off ;)! Good (and bad!) for you!
Wow, what a sneaky pete you are..
That's so funny. I used to wish I had a twin so we could fool people. Who knew it could work with a friend?
i can't believe you did that and got away with it! when i was in high school there was this other girl that many of the teachers confused with me. we didn't even hang out! and i would be called tiffany in class ALL THE TIME. and when i would tell her about it, she would tell me the same thing! how weird
Wow. That beats me hands down! I can't believe you pulled that off the whole time. Nicely done.
What a terrific story. You guys must have been snickering during every class. And your friends must have thought it was hilarious, too. From the teacher's perspective (middle school), I can tell you that when you have 150-250 kids to sort out, your brain plays tricks on you... especially with students who look alike and whose personalities are very similar. I confused a Megan and a Caitlyn for two years, when, in every other way, I was pretty savvy, and would catch myself as soon as the wrong name was out of my mouth. I couldn't help it. Sounds like your fun was worth every minute of the resulting pain.
Oh my gosh! What were you two thinking!?! Hahaha...I love it. Your own parent trap. :) Good stuff!
That is too funny. I would have never been able to pull that off for that long
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