This week I talked to O.I., reminisced about middle school and tried to remember an operation through a hazy cherry-scented fog:
- Monday's post: My letter to O.I. We had a sit down chat and it wasn't exactly over coffee and the words exchanged weren't exactly that pleasant either. I would probably choose an awkward family gathering over another meeting with O.I. if given the choice.
- Tuesday: How-to-Push a wheelchair. I'm not a wheelbarrow!
- Wednesday: The Ground Beneath Her.. Wheels ? I'll admit that this post was a bit weird. I wrote about the ground and the various topography that you might come across in the city in a wheelchair.
- Thursday: My first rodding surgery was cherry flavored! What about yours? And I hope none of my middle school teachers are reading this blog... but I would like to see them TRY to give me a lunch detention now!
- Fracture Free Friday: The transition to middle school I found those three years to be awkwardly fun (of course I say that now..)
