We moved again in January of my first grade year.

I lugged my footstool to my new desk in my new classroom, the footstool my granny built me so that my feet didn't dangle and ache from not being able to touch the ground.

A new girl is intriguing, and the queen of the dirt, asphalt and hot-to-the-touch swingsets took me under her wing, added me to the group of girls who knew how to claim the best part of the shaded concrete for jacks spilled out of cunning little pouches, hop scotch with rocks thrown into squares, and jump rope to chanted cadences.

The new wears off quickly.

The playground queen felt that her group had grown too big and so her executive order was that each day, at recess, one member of the group would take a "day off," go away and play by herself so that the group size was more manageable.

After that, it was always my "day off."

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Comment by Scarlet Woundsmile on May 28, 2009 at 11:55am
I moved 7 times before grade 12 too. I both loved and hated being the new girl. This hit home. Nice write Cita!
Comment by JMac on May 28, 2009 at 1:02am
Amen.
Comment by Trevor Mcpherson on May 27, 2009 at 10:58pm
Wiswell- you make me laugh....
At our school, the cool boys always competed for the new girl. Did that ever happen to balance things out? (I wasn't a cool boy - I was in the library with my Nintendo D.S.)
Comment by Karles on May 27, 2009 at 4:24pm
I had the almost exact same experience as Tiger. I was alwayss the new girl.
great write, love. :)
Comment by Tiger on May 27, 2009 at 4:20pm
Being the new kid is a drag. I should know -- I went to 8 schools ( 3 in one year) before I got to high school. Looks like you're a survivor!
Comment by John Wiswell on May 27, 2009 at 3:50pm
Those jerks! This is why we invented the Nintendo D.S.

Well, this and marketing.

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