Wednesday, March 15, 2017
Thank goodness for other people's blogs to give me something to remind me of something so I have something to post about. Oh that is a lot of somethings, huh? Jack at "Shipslog" had a picture of a little girl who had scribbled on the wall so here goes----When I was in the first grade we lived in the country. We rode the bus to school and there was not enough buses so we had to wait after school for our ride home until another route was done. One afternoon while we were waiting some older sisters who lived down the road from us said lets write our initials on the door facing of the restroom. It was a building out away from the school. I think at that time it had flushing toilets, not sure so don't know why it was away from the building. I don't remember knowing it was wrong to write on the walls but I learned it the next day. They started writing or maybe pretending to but I really got into it. With very large letters I printed PRM. Boy! was I proud of myself. The next morning when I was given a rag, soap, and water, I wasn't so proud.