I rocked cowlicky bangs and thick wire glasses in elementary school. A chronic teacher’s pet, I wrote more than one letter to our senator requesting updated technology in our computer lab. I was quite the catch.
When Valentine’s Day rolled around, I put down my Babysitter’s Club books and was giddy to hand-pick valentines for each student in my class. I methodically picked the ever-so-subtle “BE MINE” for the class charmer and the lackluster “Happy Valentine’s Day” for the mouth-breather that sat behind me. I dotted i’s with hearts, applied coordinating stickers, and affixed mini Snickers with style.