Wednesday, August 15, 2012

The ABC's of Middle School

This summer, I spent about 400 hours (but who's counting?) with middle school girls. The following is my thought-provoking and insightful reflection.

all skin colors are not equally gifted when it comes to cutting the rug (“I think we came outta our mommas already dancin’ around”), but all equally enjoy attempting

boys are the most interesting topic of discussion, ever

candy alone can sustain you for at least five days

drawing on people while they sleep is terribly entertaining (who am I kidding... I already knew this one)

every moment is an opportunity to whisper and/or giggle

FLAME and Lecrae are cool no matter which side of the train tracks you grew up on

green-eyed monster is on the prowl… particularly when we’re talking about—you guessed it—boys

having a boyfriend is a sign of social status

inviting a boy over is tantamount to confessing undying affection

justin bieber is not that cool anymore

k means “I’m not listening”

lighting up my world like nobody else is what you do, baby

money is primarily useful for buying shoes and candy

nineteen-year-olds are not real adults

one direction. let me repeat: ONE DIRECTION

pencils and shoulder pads... enough said

quiet is not familiar territory

robot dancing is generally acceptable when the catdaddy, dougie, wu-tang, and wobble are beyond one’s skill level

stuffed animals are still really, really cool

trips to the bathroom should NOT be made alone (well, I guess this is all females)

under the pretty face is a girl working out her identity

very few moments are inappropriate times to start belting 1D lyrics

wedding planning—no matter how real the wedding—is exciting… and serious business

x factor is more commonly known as “that one thing”… and you’ve got that one thing

you don't know you're beautiful, and that's what makes you beautiful

zipping one's mouth is no easy feat

(Find the number of 1D references and add the average number of times middle school girls say "like" per day to find the chances out of 10 that I would spend another 400 hours with my sweet girls. Starting just as soon as I get back from my therapist. :) )