We had an end-of-the-school-year party in 6th grade. My elementary school was K-6. Since we were about to enter the unknown world of junior high, it seemed like a good excuse to kick back and re mince about who we were and where we were going. There was a trampoline there and like any bunch of free sixth graders we went wild on the trampoline. I distinctly remember one particular parent having a cow over the unsafeness of the trampoline and the potential trouble it could cause. I remember saying to her daughter (a classmate of mine), “What’s the deal with your mom?” Not thinking at the time, I’m sure the girl was highly embarrassed during that very self conscious time of 6th grade. Probably had a big argument with her mom when she got home. “Mom, you embarrassed me at the party.” Oh well. I wasn’t thinking back then. I was just frustrated that the trampoline was a safety concern. Probably should have used a little tact.
I think they gave out our elementary graduation diplomas and predicted our future jobs. Mine was game show host for “Name that Country.” It was an ok party. Memorable enough for me to re mince almost 20 years later.