Nothing Much Else Happened: November 27, 1978

Today, I thought I might remind you of the contest that my P.E. Teacher and I are doing. Well, I haven't missed a day, but now, since I've been doing it for so long, I'm afraid I'll mess up and forget some day. Well, there's one good thing about going to school the Monday after Thanksgiving — the excellent turkey sandwich I get in my lunch bag. I wish it could last longer but I usually only get it one day. I had a good little vacation, but I know it's not going to be ½ as good as the next vacation — Christmas vacation.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: November 2, 1978

Today, I figured that since it has been eternity since I have talked about school (even though I try to forget about it), I would center my talk on that. In Physical Education, we are going to start basketball on Monday and we're finishing off handball today and tomorrow. By the way, the contest of naming a sport every day is still going. In Math, we are working on (believe it or not) drawings. I will be leaving service on November 16th to go back to Science. I'm not sure who my science teacher is, or what kind of science it will be.

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Nothing Much Else Happened: October 23, 1978

Today, the bet that my teacher and I have still stands. The bet is — every day I see him, I must name a sport — not necessarily professional. If I miss, I lose the bet. However, if he's not here, I don't have to name one. This is only a gentlemen's bet — no money involved. By the way, there's over a hundred school days left, so, I have to name one almost every one of those days! Today, the sport was "Modern Pentathalon". If he doesn't understand the sport, I have to try to explain it to him.

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Most. Embarrassing. Post. Ever.

This was possibly the most nerdy idea I ever came up with — and foisted on an unsuspecting physical education teacher (I think his name was Mr. Kahn), who barely tolerated me bugging him every day. (He really had much more important things on his mind.) This was all inspired by the fact that I had received a book 'round my birthday called Rules of the Game, which described the rules of every organized sport known to man. I actually calculated that there were enough sports to school days and that I could do this bet. At some point, I forgot about this, much to Mr. Kahn's relief, I'm sure.

All punctuation and spelling has been retained precisely as I wrote it 32 years ago at age 13.

What's this all about? This is what it's all about.

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