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isabelladangelo) wrote2010-03-17 04:41 pm
isabelladangelo) wrote2010-03-17 04:41 pm
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Writer's Block: Paint the town green
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I have green stripes in my hair right now, a green shirt for work, and I brought green ribbon for those that forgot. There is a good reason why I go overboard and it's due to an incident in the fifth grade with one of my friends at the time. Elizabeth Butkiss forgot what day it was one March 17th. She was a lovely blond girl and wore a pale white sweater. No green and boy did she get pinched.
Remember, this was the fifth grade. You had roughly thirty ten year olds in each of the three fifth grade classes that all knew each other and knew they couldn't get in trouble for pinching on St Patrick's day. Yeah, it's sort of a recipe for disaster.
Within an hour, her arms were bruised. The teacher, being rather clever that day, got a green sharpie and wrote "I'm wearing green!" on her arm. Elizabeth had tried the whole "but my eyes are green!" to no avail. The marker helped to stop the attacks since it wasn't like the teacher could go after every single 10 year old (and probably a good portion of the other grades too!) in the school.
Since then, I make sure I'm wearing green (I was that day, thank goodness. I think I had green earrings and green barrettes!) and try to remember to bring green ribbon in so no one else will be caught no celebrating in the Wearin' o' the Green!
I have green stripes in my hair right now, a green shirt for work, and I brought green ribbon for those that forgot. There is a good reason why I go overboard and it's due to an incident in the fifth grade with one of my friends at the time. Elizabeth Butkiss forgot what day it was one March 17th. She was a lovely blond girl and wore a pale white sweater. No green and boy did she get pinched.
Remember, this was the fifth grade. You had roughly thirty ten year olds in each of the three fifth grade classes that all knew each other and knew they couldn't get in trouble for pinching on St Patrick's day. Yeah, it's sort of a recipe for disaster.
Within an hour, her arms were bruised. The teacher, being rather clever that day, got a green sharpie and wrote "I'm wearing green!" on her arm. Elizabeth had tried the whole "but my eyes are green!" to no avail. The marker helped to stop the attacks since it wasn't like the teacher could go after every single 10 year old (and probably a good portion of the other grades too!) in the school.
Since then, I make sure I'm wearing green (I was that day, thank goodness. I think I had green earrings and green barrettes!) and try to remember to bring green ribbon in so no one else will be caught no celebrating in the Wearin' o' the Green!