girls with short hair/
an apology to kendall.


i received word that an old classmate stumbled upon this poor excuse for an online autobiography, or, conversely, as some critics might put it, "the best damn thing since anne frank." anyway, i found the old entry, the only time i mention her, and i felt bad for my remark, using the adjective "tomboyish" to describe her. the only reason she earned that adjective, that title, is because she wore her hair short in grade school. and, like a preteen trying to listen to sleater-kinney's first record, we just weren't ready for it. also, she dominated all sports, and could easily emasculate any of us boys with a simple glare.

for some reason, around second grade or so, i thought we were going to be good friends. she started hanging around me and edgar, god knows why. it was at this point that edgar had stumbled upon either his dad's, or else his older cousin's stash of pornography (mostly penthouse and playboy magazines), and he had the gall to actually put them in his pee-chee folder, and share them with us at recess, behind the bushes, by the newly built orange and blue playground. kendall and i were shocked. but i even more so, since here was this girl, looking at a completely nude woman with enormous breasts, and she wasn't even going to tell on edgar or me. she just got wide-eyed and probably giggled or something.

later on, though, someone must've told her it wasn't socially acceptable to be hanging out with two filipino boys who spent their time hiding in bushes, browsing through crumpled photos. she should probably jump rope, play hopscotch, wall-ball, or tetherball or something, instead. there were boys, after all, who needed to be shown a thing or two about a thing or two, and girls who needed her to conform, to grow her hair long, and put on nail polish, and wear skirts instead of pants, and talk about - not join - the boys wrestling in the dirt, who weren't nearly as impressive.

idabel from other voices, other rooms. how cool is that. we should've been better friends.

1 comment:

Tiffany said...

The TIME cover story this past week was a series of articles on the science of romance, which I found very interesting. One of the articles discussed a child's romantic development. There's a period in the early grades where they have close friends of the opposite sex, but usually around the middle to end of elementary school, they conform to same-sex groups that last until middle school. So, you know, the trends say that sort of separation is normal to our development. It's too bad, though, because boys are fun.