- February 11, 2009
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- General, Life of Jenny
There's Only One Jenny – Hopscotch and Tricking
Do you remember those writing journals from elementary school? You know… the ones that encourage our blooming young people to believe that they are “special” and “have potential” and such… books with ridiculous titles like the one above: There’s Only One Jenny.
*Knock, knock knock* Hello? Anybody home? ONE JENNY??? Whether it’s an elementary classroom in the 80′s or the booming blogosphere now… it is inarguable. There is certainly more than one Jenny. But as is my style… I digress.
I am pretty sure back in 198? my mom knew I would need content for my blog, so she saved quite a bit of my early writings for your entertainment. Some even come with illustrations! Today, I am going to “republish” the first page of my very first book aptly titled, There’s Only One Jenny:
It would appear that THAT Jenny there… was a little liar! “Play tricks” my sweet patootie! I know that little girl, and that little girl liked to WIN! I guess she hasn’t changed much… I am stil a big fan of winning and I also laugh a lot. Really, the only difference I can see between then and now is: I know the proper usage of the words “their” and “there”, I don’t “do” hopscotch, and I am also a Much. Better. Spellur. So Mauch. A weigh bettar spellar.
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Ah yes, but there truly is only *one* jenny on the spot! And we love her to bits.
by the title, I thought you had actually taken yourself up on the daylight prostitution thing. Silly me!! Instead of keeping all the construction-paper wonderment that comes home with the kids, I take pictures and then toss. Now I know why I’m doing it. Future blogtainment for the masses. You have affirmed me again today. You rock!!
Tricking? Yeah, I thought we might be talking about prostitution also. Think of your search hits now!
I never knew another D… until we moved to Massachusetts. Sure enough, there was another one. And this D… was a BOY! I was mortified! You mean I have an unisex name? ARGH! I felt so much like Charlie Brown.
“There’s only one Jenny”?! That is priceless! I bet your teacher was laughing her azz off when she saw that!
I thought we were talking about prostitution, too. How disappointing.
There was always only one Jenny P.! I remember hopscotch. I play it now with Missy, but with her arm? Well, we move the piece, since the neighbors got tired of rocks hitting their house. I see a softball in that girl’s future.
I love stuff like that! Oh the trickery that we’re capable of in we’re knee high…er, think we’re capable of, anyway. You’ve inspired me to go through my memory box that my parents just brought me since we’ve gotten settled in our house. …what an awful idea that was.
Uuu arr a mauch bettar spelar than me. I toetaly chek my blog spelang on uurs furst.
I love the stuff that was saved … this is a great one … there is only one Jenny who laughs like you
. Miss you. Great stuff … I’ll have to share the classic one where I tattled in writing!!!
Too funny! I love the self-portrait, it is the best. I wish my mother had kept anything from my childhood. Nope, nothing, nada.
Helloooooo! Trickery is part of winnery. Duh.
Nice penmanship.