It’s interesting times for the Little Murdo Girl. There is alot to do, and she does alot. There are big changes coming to her life. Billy is graduating soon, but she has chosen not to think too much about that yet.
Two important things are about to happen. Billy will be graduating in a few weeks, and I will be getting out from under Mrs. Nix’s nose. Remember, I told you she is Billy’s girlfriend Lynn’s sister.
Actually, I have grown to really like Lynn. She invited me to a slumber party at her house. Can you believe that? I’m only 9, and there I was with all those teenage girls. If Billy leaves, I bet that won’t happen again. Anyway, it was so much fun. We ate all kinds of good food that Lynn’s Mom, Clara made for us. You should have seen the breakfast she fed us. I heard some gossip too, but I should probably keep my lips zipped. I can keep a secret.
Maybe Lynn felt sorry for me, because her sister was my teacher. Actually, I sort of grew to like Mrs. Nix too. We didn’t have any serious dust ups after all.
The Brost’s have a big family, so it gets even more interesting. Lynn’s brother Bobby is about Billy’s best friend. They go hunting and fishing together. Sometimes they hunt early in the morning before school. I’ll tell you about a time they went with Grandpa and our cousin Terry. It happened not too long ago.
Grandpa, Bobby Brost, Billy, and our cousin Terry Sanderson were hunting pheasants north of Kimball. They were changing locations, and were traveling down a section line road with Bobby and Terry sitting on the front fenders of the car. Grandpa got going a little too fast and Terry’s hat blew off. When they reached out to try to grab the hat, Grandpa thought they’d seen a pheasant and hit the brakes. Both Bobby and Terry, were immediately airborne. Terry came down running for his life, and Bobby dug two furrows in the road with the heels of his cowboy boots. You can always count on Grandpa for a wild ride. He doesn’t make himself nervous at all.
Yup, Billy is graduating. The graduation gifts have already started pouring in. He’s getting mostly dictionaries, and a little bit of money. I think he was hoping it would be the other way around.
Billy and I have had some trouble, but there have been some good times too.
I’m sure I’ll be writing more about the graduation, but right now, I have yet another worry.
Do you know who my 5th grade teacher will be? It’s Mrs. Poppe. Mrs. Poppe is a good friend of my Mom’s. That could be worse than my connection to Mrs. Nix. I mean, it’s more of a direct line.
It hasn’t been that long since Mom and Audrey went to eat at a cafe together, and the dry skin on Mom’s nose started to bother her. Luckily, she keeps a jar of salve in her purse for just such emergencies. As she was talking away, Mom got her salve out and rubbed it all over her nose. When Mom finished the story she was telling, Audrey said, “I suppose you think you look good that way.”
Mom said, “What?”
Audrey said, “You should probably go to the lady’s room and look at yourself.” Mom got up and walked across the cafe to the lady’s room. She took a look in the mirror, and I’m sure her eyes got big and her mouth dropped open, like they did when Grandpa cussed. Instead of salve, Mom had rubbed blue eyeshadow all over her nose.
It’s either a small world, or maybe just a small town that makes all these teacher coincidences happen.
I thought about asking Mom to be a little more careful when Mrs. Poppe is my teacher next year. I need to carefully think about that. Maybe, it wouldn’t be such a good idea. In fact, it might even make things worse, and I’ll tell you why.
If Mom’s friends ask her if she can keep a secret, she truthfully says, “No.” Usually, they tell her anyway. One time she forgot the secret, but remembered who told it to her. She called them up and said, “I’m over here talking to Elna, and I forgot the secret you told me not to tell.”
I’m pretty sure Mom would accidentally betray me, and tell Mrs Poppe what I said.
Today, I was over at Sandra and Wanda Meyer’s house. If you go out our back door, walk past Tuffy Gilbert’s house, and cross Main St., you come to Sandra and Wanda’s house. Their Mom, Mrs. Louder was my teacher in the second grade.
We all came up with a plan. We’re going to sneak out of our houses, and meet by their barn at 11:00 pm. Linda Anderson lives close by and she’s going to do it too. I have no idea what we’re going to do when we all get there. We didn’t think that far ahead.
I’ve decided to put my school clothes on before I go, because I’ll be too tired to change when I get back.
Tomorrow is another day. I don’t have very many chances left, to beat Billy in our race to the school.