My Special Time
by Corydon Goodman

A special time I had was when I taught my little brother what wedgies are. This important lesson occurred on a Friday afternoon after school. It was a sparkly shining sunny day. I was 10 and my little brother was 5. I was talking about wedgies after watching a T.V. show and I discovered he didn’t know what wedgies were. “What are they?” he asked. “I’ll show you,” I said and I grabbed him by his green Scooby Doo underwear and hung him up on the doorknob of the front door. He looked funny as he hung there. He was screaming and yelling at me for ten minutes to take him off. As I watched TV ignoring his cries, I heard a car pull up I thought to myself, that can’t be who I think it is and looked out the window and it was! I saw my mom and dad! They were back from the store! I knew I was dead, so I dashed into my room with my brother still hanging on the doorknob. My mom and dad opened the back door and looked across the kitchen and saw my little brother still hanging on the door. As soon as they saw him they immediately went into my room. They yelled at me and I got in trouble – grounded. Lesson learned: don’t teach little brother about wedgies. I can’t wait to teach him what a swirly is.

5/30/2012

Dani Golden's students at the
Methow Valley Junior High School
have been working on a chapter
of their autobiography called
"My Special Time" in which they
recall a point in their life that was
significant in some way.