Snippets

It was a Friday assembly, meaning it happened on the basket ball courts instead of the small, stuffy auditorium. As usual, no one paid any attention to what the teacher said and were in a world of their own. I was busy studying the back of my shoe when my head started spinning. I felt sick and wanted to puke. It wasn't the first time this was happening, and I wasn't going to let it happen again. I made myself stiff and tried to stay upright. Black spots appeared in front of my eyes. Oh no. I was fainting. Again.   Fainting is a lot like falling asleep(must be why I'm so good at it) on the couch and finding yourself in your bed the next morning. Except, here, the couch is the basket ball court, the bed is the sickbay, the next morning is 30 minutes later and falling asleep is fainting. See- so similar. Apparently, I hadn't got enough of the teasing because I went and fainted again. Even then, in second grade, I knew that I would never hear the end of this ...

As I sat in the car with my mom, aunt and brother , I wiped my sweaty palms off on my skirt. Ma and Pika had come to drop me and my brother off at school on our first day this year. It is my brother's old school and my new but old school. The whole idea is very mixed up- I'd studied in this school up until the beginning of third grade, when we were whisked away to England because of my father's job. When we came back, I had already been replaced, but my brother got a place in the school. I had to spend a year at another school before I did too, but at a cost. I no longer belong to the yellow house as I did before- now it is the blue. As the traffic moved along at snail speed, I glanced at my watch several times a minute. We were going to be late. I was going to be late on my first day of school. Talk about bad first impressions. I tried to push this thought out of my head by thinking about my friends. How many would I remember? More importantly, how many would remember m...