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5th Grade Talent Show

A story for my 5th grade daughter:

Picture this, I'm in 5th grade and it's time for the school's Annual Talent Show. My best friend Wendy and I had worked out this great (;-> ) dance routine to one of our favorite Captain and Tennile songs. Wendy and I practiced on weekends and after school until it was dark. Our bodies were different sizes and we desperately wanted to look coordinated. We were devoted.

I was a full foot taller than Wendy, actually I was a full foot taller than everyone in my class. It had been that way for a few years and I was doing my best to deal with it. But there were times when I would walk with my shoulders slumped just to appear shorter, in my own mind anyway. However, my mother, and my friends, wouldn't let me get away with it and would poke me in-between my shoulder blades to straighten up. (I thank them to this day for doing that!)

Not only was I taller than the others in my class my body seemed to be, well, developing faster than the other girls. I just didn't want to deal with it though, so I ignored it.

Comes the night of the big Talent Show and Wendy and I are ready. We have our hair perfectly feathered, our lips have on 5 layers of Bonnie Bell Lip Gloss, and we're wearing T-shirts with the name of our duo "Paradise" (in rainbow letters!) we had printed just for the occasion.

When we hit that stage we loved every second of it! We were groovin' and movin'. We were jumping and sliding. American Bandstand here we come! The applause sounded like a dream and we smiled and hugged each other as we ran off stage.

Our mothers were there to greet us with hugs and cheers. My mother took me aside. As she held me tight in her arms, she whispered in my ear "Honey, tomorrow we're going shopping for a training bra."

Oh. That's why those boys were smiling.

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20 comments:

  1. I LOVE this story!
    (And for the record, I don't think I ever really NEEDED that training bra... I got one in 7th grade because we had to change for gym class for the first time and I was the only one (blush!) not wearing anything under her blouse. So embarrassing!)

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  2. Oh dear! I'm so sorry. Funny. Thankfully, I don't have a story like it to share.

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  3. Oh Robin... ((hug)). No matter what, none of us come out of these years unscathed.

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  4. Oh...the simple joys of maidenhood! lol! What a fun post!

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  5. Lol...great story--made me smile...and I'm with Kelly--thankfully I don't have one like it to share!!

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  6. So funny! I can taste that lipgloss right now, my favorite was strawberry!

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  7. That was funny! I don't have any stories like that. I don't even remember how old I was when I started wearing a bra --- Oh I'm getting old. LOL

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  8. Love the story! I will have to share it with my fifth grade daughter :-)

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  9. Loved that story! I 'developed' early, too, and tried to ignore it...but figured out at some point why the boys were always staring and the girls were not so nice... ;)

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  10. Ah! I KNEW that was coming lol!! Thanks for making me smile =)

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  11. Hahahaha! Puberty... never want to go back there again!

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  12. Great story! At least, NOW, it doesn't matter and, more than likely, no one else remembers.

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  13. Wow, what a way to find out it's time for a bra. Thanks for thememories though. I can almost taste that Bonnie Bell lip gloss.

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  14. Oh! LOL!!!!!!!!!! Your perky little tween boobs were flippin' and floppin' eh?

    Justine :o )

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  15. Oh goodness! That is too funny.

    I can smell the watermellon Bonnie Belle lip gloss!!! That was the greatest stuff!

    Hey - I have an award for you over at Lily's Licorice. I don't think you already have it (tried to look, but couldn't find one) so enjoy.
    There's a reason why I gave it to you, and I thank you for that.

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  16. LOL, what a classic! Lovely story, reminds me of my Year 8 talent show. But we won't go there!!!

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  17. ali the lazy dogMay 7, 2009 at 2:08 PM

    OMG! Well, I guess you can be thankful that youtube didn't exist back then!

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