my school field trips

Some of my most cherished memories are being at school as a kid and some of the most cherished among them are the field trips. It was a rare occurrence. I remember only one trip in high school and one in middle school, but I went on a few in elementary. I don’t know how many, but I remember boarding the yellow bus with my packed lunch; sort of flat and somewhat soggy but delicious peanut butter and jelly sandwiches come to mind; on at least a few occasions.

They were experiences I liked at the time but hold much more dear in retrospect. Memories are sparse, but the best of them include a trip to The Detroit Science Center; I remember us watching an Imax feature; an Alice In Wonderland stage play; I remember our teacher wondering how they were going to make Alice fall down the rabbit hole; and the city of Lansing. Michael Bell peed his pants during the Lansing trip but was so well liked that nobody made fun of him.

We may have also went to Belle Isle, The Detroit Zoo and other places. I can’t remember. I do remember going to The Detroit Institute Of Arts probably the same day we went to the Science Center. I think that’s when we had a cute light-skinned girl; an older girl in her teens or twenties; helping us. I made a small puddle of paint on construction paper, or whatever it was they gave us to paint on, and she told me it would “never” dry. I figured it eventually would.

It was also during an elementary school field trip, on the bus in those green cushy seats, that I got a glimpse of Ebony’s tits… or nipples. They hadn’t yet developed into full tits. We were sitting in opposite aisles toward the front of the bus. She was leaning over with a tank top on. When I looked up into the driver’s rear-view mirror, there they were. I took advantage of the situation by looking up a few times but restrained myself from staring for fear of getting caught.

I don’t think I can count our fifth grade senior trip to Boblo Island since it hardly falls under the definition of a “field” trip. It was more for fun than education, but Miss Stewart’s middle school science trip, which took all or most of our class, including my best friend Derrel, was quite literally a blast. We launched rockets that day. My one high school field trip of sorts; the time Miss Sanneh took us to see Bring In Da Noise Bring In Da Funk; was also a fun experience.

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