Lord dismiss us with thy blessing
The above photo is my metric dance with dear Phidelia. See, I've been wearing traditional since before it was a thing. Edward and I had a plan to design and make our own suits..WIIILLLDDD!!! As I started writing what I thought would be a short replay of senior school, I just kept typing and I realized ain’t no one going to read 6 pages, so I split it up into parts. So where were we? Yes, The story of Reindeer… ….During one science class, Mr. Coetzee wasn’t there and so the boys were huddled up in the top right hand corner of the class (our classroom for some reason had rows of desks on different elevations if you can picture it. One of the gents dared me to do something and if I failed to do it, they would all ‘plattie’ me. Plattie was when the guys surround you and then they rain slaps on you until you got out the circle. Not just potentially painful, but rather embarrassing, ESEPCIALLY as a teen. My dare was to call her and tell her I loved her. YIKES!! Idea… At the...