4th Grade

My mom made me the coolest Halloween costume!

Fourth grade was another great year.  My teacher, Mrs. Humenik. was a bit more strict, but I still liked her. We had 36 kids in our class, so I had lots of friends.  I got good grades and was in the highest reading group.  That year, I started taking piano lessons again, but didn’t like it as much.  Learning to read music was much more difficult than Suzuki. 

When I was 9, I got my first job.  It was a paper route.  I delivered the regional paper once a month.  On Valentine’s day in 1984, my mom offered to drive me to do my route.  It was late in the evening on a snowy, cold night.  We had a station wagon with a door on the back that opened like the back of a truck.  That evening, I sat on the back panel with my legs hanging over the edge.  I could easily jump in and out of the car or throw the paper to the driveway from this position.  At one point my mom put the car in reverse to turn around, but the car started to slide backward and my leg got smashed between the car and a snowbank.  I remember screaming at the top of my lungs.  My mom asked if I thought it was broken or if we should just go home.  I had felt it crunch, I knew it was broken.  We went to the hospital, where my dad was working, and got it x-rayed.  It had broken in 3 places.  I got to spend that night at the hospital with my dad, who moonlighted there as an E.R. Doc. 



I sang in the "Sunshine Generation"

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