THIS FAT OLD LADY’S TBT – A BRIEF MOMENT OF FREEDOM

When I was in 4th grade (I think, might have been 3rd grade), my family moved from Essexville.

We moved across the river – not to Bay City – to Bangor Township.

This meant a whole new school system.

I had been going to Hughes School in Essexville.

A fine place to go to elementary school.

However, it had one thing against me – all of the teachers knew my (maternal) grandmother.

Didn’t just know her.

Were friends with her.

I couldn’t get away with dick without word getting back immediately to Grandma.

Fuck.

So when we moved, while I was worried about making new friends and such, I also knew that I was free of my Grandma’s spy system.

I could do stuff, and as long as it wasn’t egregious enough to have my parents called in, I could get away with it.

FREEDOM.

First day of school.

Walk into the new classroom, with my mom in tow.

Betty?

Mary?

The new teacher had gone to school with my Mom.

FUCK.

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