Melinda Chandler:  

Soooo, I was cute and cool in first grade at Henley Elementary(the first time) but I flunked it because the teacher said I was 'immature' meaning I was a bratt. The middle of 1st grade the second time around, I had to get glasses which lowered my social standing from popular down to hanging with the nose pickers and the kids that pooped their pants. I lost the glasses in 6th grade and if anyone knows me became kind Of a terror. I got a long with every social class but if you challenged me, I was up for it. I sometimes hung out with the wrong crowds but I always had good grades (my inner nerd) I remember standing outside where the smokers use to hang out. I must have been trying to be cool but it was kind of hard to be cool when my grandpa was the man who picked up the garbage scraps from the cafeteria to feed to his pigs. He had all these stinky garbage cans in the back of his little red pickup. He would stop and yell to me with his toothless grin, "Hey, Poopie Doo!" Yeh, really not cool. I moved from the country to town in High School and had to leave Henley High School (which I loved) and started going to Mazama. What a change. Instead of cowboys, stoners, nerds and preps, they...Expand for more