today my dad took me to see the golden gate bridge i hadn't seen in 12 years. we went to san francisco and gazed at the bay bridge. wonderful. we crossed to sausalito to an overpriced diner, we went past what used to be my elementary school: kenneth n. slater elementary school. dear slater gators.
it was so sad to see a place i had stuffed all my happy first grade memories into: talking to essence over the kindergarten bar, mike's ghost lollipops at halloween, having the biggest crush on a kid called michael and then writing a letter to him explaining how all the girls liked him except for me, my parents finding that letter and then teasing me til i tore it up, trading my only barbie doll for barbie accessories, therefore being disillusioned by the whole doll business, telling essence i had 'sex', essence telling her mom who told my mom (!), picture day, the first day: when i didn't put a sheet of paper under my artwork so the felt tip got onto the table (i cried), the ducks we hatched, being called a vampire, sunny sunny gladys avenue
became dead dead slater school.
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