Another day of tears induced by mean fourth grade girls. I have no clue what it is all about (as it seems to mostly go down during lunch and in the girl's bathroom), but we had more tears today. Seriously, everything is just so dramatic to 10 year old girls! And I remember being 10, but I was always way more interested in my boyfriends than the silliness that the girls in my class were always involved in.
(hehehe And that reminds me of being in 4th grade when I was "going with" a 6th grader for a couple of months who was taller than my mom which made me think I was pretty hot stuff! After agreeing via friends (because you can't actually talk directly to each other, duh!) that we were indeed "going together", we exchanged Valentine's Day presents. A month or so later we slow-danced at a party one of my friends had . . . and then we hugged and held hands . . . I was pretty certain we would get married after that. See? I had a wedding to plan, so no time for silly girl games!)
Ah yes, I distinctly remember 4th grade, but I digress . . . this isn't about me as a 4th grader!
There was something major going down in the fourth grade today, and the girls were in quite the frenzy. Several notes were being passed around the class and, at first, I just tried to ignore it. But finally I called them out on it and declared I would be collecting anymore notes that were being exchanged. I guess one more just couldn't wait, and so I got a little glimpse into the fourth grade girl's mind via a very important note.
To set the scene for you, it was written in Portuguese with green glittery ink. It had lots of hearts and bubble letters and "BFF" scattered all over it. Here it the translated copy (with the names changed, of course.):
I know that you don't want to be my friend anymore. In my heart you still are a great friend that I like a lot. You were only supportive and I would like to apologize, but I know that I was an idiot. You are equal to Sara and to Molly to me!
Apparently, Sara and Molly are also up there in BFF (that would be "Best Friend Forever") status!
Later on there was a huge commotion as one of the boys declared he had found something in the recycling box: it was another girl-letter that had been passed earlier and wadded up and tossed away. The boys all tried to run over and read it, and the girls all squealed as they exclaimed, "Miss Emily!!!! The boys are trying to read our letters about girls stuff!!! Please, you have to stop them!" I took away the letter and made everyone sit back down. And then I explained that ol' "if you don't want people to find out about something, don't write it down" thing. And for goodness sakes, we wouldn't want the boys to know who our BFF this week is, now do we?
And the sad thing is, it will be after high-school before all the girl-foolishness ends! Nope, I totally have no desire to go back and relive childhood. Marriage and money and foreign countries are much easier to manage and a lot less stressful than 10 year old girls . . . seriously!