Yesterday, I posted 6 things. 5 that were true, and 1 that was not true.
Over the next few days, I will enlighten you all as to which ones were true, and the stories behind them.
Truth #1: I once got in trouble for drawing a pornagraphic picture.
Hanging my head in shame now.
It was the 1992-1993 school year, and I was in 6th grade. (yeah, yeah, make jokes about how young I am later, okay?)
To say that I was not good at art would have been a gross understatement.
I HATED art class.
I blame my mom, really. The only class she ever got a D in was art, and I inherited her talent, or lack thereof.
Despite the fact that I hated art class, I did like to doodle. So, on occasion I would doodle little pictures in my notebook, and that was that. Somehow, this ended up getting me in trouble TWICE in one year.
The first incident occured when I doodled a cute little pig, and showed it to my friend, Missy*. She took it, wrote a classmate's name on it, with an arrow pointing to the pig, signed our names to it, and then proceeded to hand deliver it to a heavy set girl in our class. And I was mortified.
And I had to apologize.
Later that year, I doodled a whole scene of kids playing on a playground. There was a boy, off to the side of the picture, waving to all of the kids playing in the distance.
Did I mention I'm seriously bad at art?
When Kip*, a boy in my class, walked by, and asked if he could have my picture, I was flattered! I didn't understand WHY he would want it, but hey...who was I to judge? Somebody liked my art! Step aside, {insert some artist here}...Sami had arrived!
The wind was quickly let out of my sails when my teacher came over to me during recess to "discuss" my drawing.
Apparently, a strategically placed "hand" can be perceived as something MUCH different in a mind that resides in the gutter.
Instead of my perfectly innocent "Hi! How ya doin'?!", it was viewed as a "Hiii...how you doin?" (Think Joey, from Friends). And my doodled guy was VERY happy to see someone...
And I had to sit out the rest of recess.
But at least my explanation kept me from having to see a therapist...
Thanks a lot, Kip*!
*Names were NOT changed to protect the innocent. Am I bitter? I think so...
11 comments:
oh sure.
blame Kip.
we ALL know the truth.
you little hussy.
Geez Sam. ;)
You slut. That's horrible. Shame on you.
That's your story and you're sticking to it!
dot dot dot
Although that is a funny story...I only have one thing to say...
I FEEL OLD!
:)
Lol! Your last sentence, I totally figured you changed the names.
Lesson learned, Sami should not doodle ;)
I assumed you did this one! What can I say ... I just know ya like that!
Mhmm ... Kip ... sure!
At least they were accidental porn!
I had a guy named Kip in my school. He was a jerk.
That is so funny. I am still seriously bad at art, but I have never doodled. I think the paper would try to burn itself if I tried. Which is sad because everyone in my family is an artist. And my husband's family. His dad is an artist for a living so I am more than slightly intimidated. :)
I'm not an artist either...
and in 1992 I was 9. :)
I knew a Kip that was a jerk too!
Also...um...I bet you really were not as innocent as you claim. Just sayin'.
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