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Prom, good memories. I remember these days well, since they were some of my favorites in my young-adult life.
See, the hard part about Prom was asking a girl to Prom, since I always got nervous, it’s just in my character. I
did however ask this girl to Prom, and she said yes. I was pretty excited, even though she wanted to plan a like two
months before it, which I guess wasn’t so bad. It got somewhat annoying though. The night however was a blast, full
of dancing, talking, and good fun. All my friends were there, all my favorite teachers were there as well as well.
I had a really good night that night. They played a lot of The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Queen and other bands that I
consider “good music”. This is one night, that no one should miss, even if you don’t have a date, you should definitely
should still go. I know I would of regretted it if I didn’t go.

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Could be the best thing about school was recess. I usually played football at recess, and frankly I got pretty good at it.  I could score a goal pretty regularly, not sure if that makes me a good kicker or him a poor goalie.

Either way, it was a good time, and some days we had an extended recess. Always a bonus, this usually occurred in the spring on a nice day after a long winter.

Sometimes I would only stand and chat with people. They had interesting stories to tell.

O and dodgeball was very popular too!

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One thing about summer I always loved, no matter at what age, was the water fights. Whether it be water fights with
hoses, or water fights with water balloons, they were always fun. Probably the best one I ever had was with my two
friends, and my two younger brothers. We really got into it, it was my two brothers and I against my two friends.
Throwing water balloons, drenching one another with hoses. It probably got really fun when my dad came home, and was
mad that we wasted so much water. But being the kids that we were, we just got him wet. My dad just laughed, and it
seemed like the anger just left his face. He got into the fight, and got drenched with water as well. This is
probably one of my most cherished memories, I had so much fun that day.

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Near my parents first house was a graveyard named Valhalla. We used to play there, because half of the graveyard was undeveloped, meaning that in the back was a woods with a swamp.

We would play things like “Vietnam”. We would spit into 2 groups and conduct pre-teen guerrilla warfare on each other, in the summer we would use bottle rockets to simulate mortars and smoke grenades for cover, etc. We would dig elaborate pit traps. We stopped hiding under water in the swamp pretty fast, because of the leeches we found ourselves covered in.

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I wish I were still small enough to climb trees. I used to be really agile and able to move through trees like a monkey. I would get way up on some comfortable branches and just hang out, I would look down and watch the word go by. This was great! I was way up high watching people even listening to them and they were unaware I was even there.

Tree climbing isn’t a useful skill. It is a fun skill however, and it allowed me to be outside, and around nature, without having to be around people.

I still have an affinity for trees even all these years later, I find them to be a calming influence on me.

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