I moved to the small town where I live when I was in second grade. Things are different now, but when I was a kid students stayed in the Elementary School until they finished sixth grade, and to celebrate the end of their Elementary School years the sixth grade went on a class trip at the end of the year. And that's what this story is about.
I ran into an old classmate of mine recently and we started reminiscing about our school days. When we were kids there were two classes of each grade and Reid & I were in the same home room in grades two through six. Around 5th grade we started to like each other. In sixth grade we started "going together", which in sixth grade means that we talked once in a while and we skated together during the slow songs at the roller rink.
It was all innocent until the class trip. In the spring of our sixth grade year we got to go on a school bus to Minneapolis to watch the Minnesota Twins play ball. It was an outdoor stadium and I'm sure none of us watched a lot of the game but we had fun being in the "big city".
On the way home Reid and I were sitting together in the back of the bus. If you have been a kid riding the school bus you know that nothing good happens in the back. That's where the rowdy kids sit! At some point during our one hour ride one of the boys came up with the idea of having a KISSING CONTEST. The plan was that any couple that touched lips for 10 seconds would each get 50 cents. After a lot of cajoling from our friends Reid and I decided to go for it, and we did it! The boy that came up with the idea paid up but he didn't have any change so he gave Reid a dollar and said that we could split it. Reid, being a true gentleman, gave it to me and said I could keep the whole dollar. The plan was to keep this whole contest quiet, and everyone agreed. Heh.
Not long after our field trip Reid gave someone a note to give me and it said, "I really like you but you are too tall. Reid. PS - please tell Ann I like her now". Ann was my best friend.
So our relationship ended along with our sixth grade year and I went off to bible camp for a week. While I was there I got a letter from my mom giving me the news from home, and it ended with this, "I hear you & Reid won a contest! You'll have to tell me all about it when I pick you up." I worried all week about what she would say but she just teased me about it and I didn't get in any real trouble.
Now it's many, many years later and Reid and I still talk about our class trip. We always have a good laugh about it and about how our "relationship" ended. And I'm STILL quite a bit taller than Reid.