When I was a 4th-grader at Island View Elementary school in Anacortes, the big kids (i.e. the 5th and 6th graders, who were giants) played flag football during recess. I wanted to play; but I was scared.
Fast forward to sixth grade: I had just transferred to a new elementary school, Fidalgo, and I didn’t know many people. I found refuge inside the library with a cool bunch of girls; we were the librarian’s helpers, laminating new books, shelving misplaced ones.
But sometimes I’d peek outside and see the other sixth-grade boys play flag football. I can’t remember if I actually ever joined them.
But in this story, I did.
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