Maggie and I were going through our boxes of old school stuff while watching the Rider game at Don and Dorothy's on Sunday. Found a school assignment that asked me to predict events for 1990. I predicted my Grandparents would come home from Texas one week late, that I would get three 1s on my report card, and that Ronald Reagan would die on May 14th, 1990.
Seriously, 8 years old. What a little nut I was. Trying to think of why 8-year old me would have such a hate on for Ronald and the only thing I can come up with is that the wall had just come down and I might have thought he was being a bit smug to poor old Gorbachev.
Also discovered in a report card that my grade three teacher identified my FEAR OF FAILURE as the major barrier in my life. Proud to say this issue still dominates my life every day.
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