Well the sun did come up after all, I survived the first day--but no time to congratulate myself. I had to be ready for school . I was sure that if I was tardy, it would not be taken lightly--as I touched my cheek tenderly. We arrived at the school, nope not the one beside the house, but a 10 minute walk down the street. It was an old school and had no machine shops or home economics or art studios like my old school Thistletown Middle School. I was half expecting all the kids to be wearing blue jean coveralls and sporting straw hats, sucking on a weed.
Once settled in to the class, I felt the 'new kid syndrome' all eyes watching every move I made. Damn finally a break-- recess. Wondering around the school grounds I was drawn to two girls who were kinda of watching me with interest--hmmm, maybe this isn't going to be that bad after all. Thats all it took, for me to acknowledge their stare, and they bounced over to where I was standing. And I mean bounce....man must be the fresh country air out here, especially one girl--Becky was her name as I was to find out later. Hi we all exchanged greetings. They found out that I lived at 'THE' group home. And that fact somehow made me unique. I questioned them --why? They said that the whole neighborhood heard about the new group home and that they all wanted to stop it from being brought here to their community because they didn't want a whole bunch of young criminals being warehoused in 'their' backyard. Well I found out that Becky lived with her mom and older sister. The other girl--Leslie kinda gave way to the more out going 'healthy' girl. So if she talked I wasn't listening as I was glued to Becky's ......movements and wild gestures. As if she could see that I was spell bound, she decided to play a game called 'grab bag' and with a shrieks she grabbed my --well....BAG---ouch. This game was new to me, and awfully painful too, so Becky then said the other part of the game, was to grab the nipple--and tweaked her friends nipple, with the accompanying words--GRAB NIPPLE---TWIST--damn now that I knew how to play.......Well that was one of the first times recess ever went so fast in a long time.
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