4 thoughts on “09-10-79”

  1. My 9th birthday. My mom and dad were fighting a lot at this time of my life. I started grade 4 in a class with the teacher who had the worst reputation in the whole school for a horrible temper. I was sick with apprehension and worry. I know I had a few friends over for my birthday, as well as my very large family, but so much of this time period is just a giant blur of heartache and uncertainty. My teacher turned out to have a temper, yes, but he wasn’t actually scary and we did some really fun science projects that year. Two things from my 9th year that stand out for me were about the Aboriginal people of Canada’s historical significance for my hometown and surrounding area and about how sound waves travel through the air. Another thing I learned was that my father couldn’t ever be trusted. I wish I didn’t have to learn that lesson that young. It changed me.

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