In the second grade, a teacher told my mom that I was a real little “social butterfly” because I was always taking boys up to the top of the space rocket on the playground. Theoretically to kiss them. :O In retrospect I realize this was probably me acting out because I had been banished from the school I knew and loved through all of preschool, kindergarten, and 1st grade because of where I lived.
I have no recollection of my misspent 2nd grade luring boys to my secret lair on the playground. Pity.
By the way, what the hell is that thing called anyway? Space Rocket? Jungle Gym? Seems a bit elaborate for a jungle gym. Do they even make those anymore?
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