In second grade we had a wedding during recess for two kids who liked each other. It was a big deal. Everyone in the grade attended. There were rings made of paper and a pastor who performed the ceremony and flowers and everything. I didn’t have any special role in the ceremony, but I remember it being very fun, and serious, and joyful.
I was in third grade when the Sacajawea dollar was introduced. My dad knew a guy who knew a guy, and I actually had one of them before they officially came out. I brought it in for show and tell, and afterward left it in my desk.
At some point I noticed it was missing. I think I told the teacher. I asked the kid who sat next to me—Anthony—if he had seen anything. He said no, but he was nervous. He had been looking at it enviously earlier. I was pretty sure he had taken it. I interrogated him a little. He took it, no doubt about it, but he wouldn’t admit to it.
That night I got a small piece of paper, a penny, and my dad’s chalk reel. I put the penny on the paper, then dumped some blue chalk on it. I wrapped the penny and chalk in the paper, taped it closed, and wrote “blue penny” on the outside.
Then I got another penny, and some green acrylic paint. I made a green penny.
The next day I showed Anthony my green penny. I also showed him the wrapped up penny, which I told him was a blue penny. I put them both in my desk, right in front.
They stayed there for a few days, but soon enough, Anthony took it. And he had the blue chalk all over his clothes to prove it.
I don’t think I ever got the Sacajawea dollar back though.
In fifth grade during recess everyone who had one had to leave their lunch box against a particular wall. My mother used to pack me a sandwich, a box of Yoo-hoo, a bag of pretzels, and a little container of pudding or jello.
After recess we went to the cafeteria to eat our lunches. I started to notice that sometimes the yoo-hoo or the pudding would be missing. So I started watching my lunch during recess. There were two kids who went around during recess taking things from people’s lunches.
So what did old Pete do? I went home and got a box of yoo-hoo. Leaving the straw attached to the back of the box, I punctured the straw-hole on top with a fork, and squirted the yoo-hoo into a cup and drank it. Then I mixed up some vinegar and lemon juice, and filled up the box with it. Using a hole punch and a piece of aluminum foil, I got a round piece of foil and glued it to the top of of box over the straw-hole. It looked like it had never been opened.
I brought two lunches to school the next day. I watched from afar as the thieves made their rounds. The look on that poor kid’s face was priceless.