tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179509.post115504926067139094..comments2024-01-08T01:10:52.543-07:00Comments on KC'S Masterpiece: Dear 7th grade PE teacher,Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05587622592688368240noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179509.post-1155266814300952362006-08-10T21:26:00.000-06:002006-08-10T21:26:00.000-06:00In elementary school I was the kid who always head...In elementary school I was the kid who always headed for the outfield when we played baseball...If a ball came my way, I would "pretend" to be doing something else (looking the other way, examining an ant hill, etc) so I could have an excuse for not catching it. Hearing your story inspires me. Maybe there is a jock lying within me. I just need to discover it.Katiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09162001250228532697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179509.post-1155092855684653892006-08-08T21:07:00.000-06:002006-08-08T21:07:00.000-06:00Awesomely told story! Yeay for you and your team....Awesomely told story! Yeay for you and your team. We all need those spectacular moments, don't we?Julinesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05504645263495579214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7179509.post-1155063193656105992006-08-08T12:53:00.000-06:002006-08-08T12:53:00.000-06:00Yay Timothy!I was the same kid... picked last for ...Yay Timothy!<BR/><BR/>I was the same kid... picked last for every team, every recess. my nicknames were Easy Out and Skin 'n Bones.<BR/><BR/>We called kick ball Kick Soccer in those days... and when it was my turn to kick... everyone yelled punt. Luckily I didn't think that was nickname! <BR/><BR/>So good for you for shining through. <BR/>Yay dorks!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com