Growing up, it was a right of passage, an end of an era, The annual 5th grade field trip from Elementary School. It was a 3 night 4 day adventure in Maine, at Old Orchard Beach. It was a time to spend together before graduation. 4 classes all from the same school. appox 90-100 students.
The time was fun. 3 buses, lots of songs and relaxing on the way. It was about a 3 hour ride.
We got room assignments before hand, I was with Tony, Ernest, Derek, John, and Chas.
It was fun, were all in the room waiting to go out, we all having fun, relaxing. Everyone was comfortable, enjoying the time, having fun, I just wanted it to end. The night comes, we all get ready for bed, everyone is sleeping in just shorts, not me, I was the shy one who would go to the bathroom and change.
The next morning, we get ready to go, I get changed quickly in the bathroom, shy, not wanting to be seen.
We do are activities and adventures, and its the last night there.
Were sitting at the beach, not allowed to swim, not allowed to go in the water, but we sit there as a class listening to the teacher's lectures.
Its getting late, past sunset and the sky begins to darken, the sky is nice, the stars as beautiful, as we head back.
Since 3rd grade, I had a crush on a girl named Kristen. I signed her cast during recess once when she broke her leg on the tire swing.
In 4th grade we did a praying mantis project together and got an A+
We became great friends throughout the time there, and on the walk back, she put her arm around me. She caught me off guard and I didn't know what to do or say, but looking back, I enjoyed it and wished something became of it. You look back on moments that could have changed your life for the better, and there is no doubt that the way I handled her hug could have been better.
Instead of smiling and embracing it, I brushed her off and ran ahead of the pack going back.
One of those moments in time you remember forever. A lot could have changed during the trip, had I slept shirtless like everyone else I'd be more open and enjoy my body more, and had I smiled and hugged Kristen back during the walk back, we'd still be friends to this day.
Instead . . . nothing. Nothing came of anything from that trip in June of 1993.
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