True Love by Comedian Bob Stromberg
Each Valentine’s day it seems appropriate to reflect upon one’s first experience of true love. Some wonder how you can know for sure-know if it’s true love I mean. For me there was no doubt.
It was in Mrs. McCoy’s sixth grade class-second floor end of the hall-that I first discovered I had a girlfriend. Her last name began with an M and mine with an S so due to the complex alphabetical configuration of our classrooms, all through elementary school, we sat next to each other.
I first realized that she was my girlfriend at the Valentine’s party. The previous week, Mrs. McCoy gave us an assignment. We were to find an old shoebox and decorate it for our class celebration. Characteristically, I forgot about the assignment until just after breakfast on the morning it was due. Fortunately, I found an old shoebox in my parent’s closet and one heart shaped candy under a sofa cushion. Arriving at school I asked Mrs. McCoy if I might procure and item in the art closet. Because I’d been able to use the vocabulary word from that very week she said, “ Why yes Bobby, you may procure it.” I ran to the closet, grabbed one little gunk of paste, and stuck the heart shaped candy to my box.
Only then did I notice that my classmates’ shoeboxes were decorated with shiny foils, curled ribbons, cut out hearts and Cupids. Mine, on the other hand, displayed a very attractive factory printed likeness of Buster Brown and his dog. Over the dog’s face, I had glued my heart shaped candy displaying in capitol letters the words “EAT ME”. (I understand this particular slogan has since been discontinued.) Following the pledge of allegiance, the girl across the isle gave me a candy of her own that said, “BE MINE”. Without missing a beat I reached into my box, grabbed another and passed it back to her. It said, “OK”.
We were too young to really be boyfriend and girlfriend-too young to even hold hands, but the Beatles were singing about that very thing and reflecting our feelings precisely. There was no doubt in my mind. It was true love.
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If you can do it on your own, then I do not see a need to study in groups.
I study on my own, do my homework on my own. I know of groups that I can study with who are very good friends of mine, I just prefer to do work on my own because (1) I can work better and longer, (2) you learn more (in some sense) if you can independently come up with solutions to homeworks.
People who study on their own and do well, become kind of "consultants" for groups who study together. As in, if they cannot figure something out, you are going to get a phone call. It is nice to be that guy sometimes.
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If someone only realized they had written a long essay in all caps after it was done, my bet is that the essay would be trash anyway because trying to read all caps would drive you nuts.
no doubt
No Doubt
Thanks Sparkz, I def don’t intend to. I’m sure our paths will cross again
……..AND as for you, Steve, I believe it was you who made that night happen. Thanks for lookin up where to meet and everything. It was a BLAST
I'd say 5%. A little bit of both when listening to a child say the pledge to the flag.
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