Chasing fame began in Elementary school. I had some friends, but I was never satisfied having friends in the unpopular crowd or rather, the everyday happy go lucky crowd. I remember this time when we had to do some P. E. testing, I was the only person in my class who couldn't do any pull ups. Not a single one, and to this day at age 26 I still can't do a pull up or chin up, what ever the politically correct term is. Now let me tell you, growing up I was in a working family, we all worked hard to keep our farm running smoothly. In my free time I would play with my siblings by climbing trees or swing sets, running, basically being very active. It is still a mystery as to why being able to pull my body into trees, I couldn't pull my body up for 1 chin up for a P. E. test.
Well to make up for it, I was going to run as quickly as possible. Try to get as many chips as a girl runner as I could. But as I passed my group of friends for maybe the third time before they had completed three turns around the out door track, I realized I craved friendship more than good grades, so I hung back with them, and we would talk, eat honey suckle, and take turns carrying each other. I had a very slight case of dyslexia, and probably also lied about my weight, and claimed I was 23 pounds instead of 32 or what ever my actual weight was so I was carried the most and longest by my friends even though I knew I wasn't the lightest girl there. It felt great to have those girls be there for me. Being carried I felt like a queen, with many happy servants just for me and my every beck and call.
Fame wasn't always easy to chase. Especially for a plane Jane girl, of ordinary background, and of the unpopular crowd, and without any spectacular abilities, skills, or talents. So I improvised by trying many different ways to gain my Fame!
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