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August 12, 2008 |
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The Tattler
FOUND by Audrey Borus
in Newton, Massachusetts
Found at the town dump tucked inside a mostly unused box of stationery. Way to go Marilyn!
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
If I went to Newton Country Day School of the Secret Heart, I would want to go to Loon more than a movie too, in fact more than just about anything.
If it's a day school, why are they having a Sleep Over?
The author and I had the same problem in adolescence: we both wanted to keep diaries in which to bare our souls but our lives weren't interesting enough to write about. Boxes and boxes of stationary that we never got to use up. Penpals that swore eternal friendship which lasted for about 6 weeks. And an older sister that was a total snitch, Mommy's perfect little helper, who dedicated her life to making us look bad while she stood there and smirked in superiority.
Mom's not the bitch--it's Marilyn.
She can't go to the movie because she's grounded due to Marilyn's snitching on her. "Not that I really want to go" is sour grapes.
But what's the Loon? Sounds like fun, I think I want to go too.
It's OK, writer girl. You'll leave home and Marilyn will marry a man she doesn't love and you'll have all the revenge you could ever dream of without having to lift a finger.
the burning question here is...
was it Marilyn whom you called a bitch, or your mother?
either way, you should know better then to give a little sibling(I'm guess Marilyn is a younger sister) any ammo to tattle on you with!
@Clover, maybe it's not so much a "sleep over" as a midday nap?
SACRED Heart, surely. There was a convent school called that where I grew up.
Hey, I was right!
http://tinyurl.com/5bmrdo
Wonder where this girl is now, and if she'll see this 21 years on...
(Actually I think this is a poem by Gertrude Stein:
Alice B Toklas asked me to go to a movie
I couldnt go
I didnt really want to go
I wanted to go to Loon more than a movie anyway)
seriously jonathan? that's a real poem, or are you just editing for humour?
that's hilarious.
@Mona -- I made it up.
But that's a genuine link to the real school.
Jonathan is 'spot on' with the identification of the school. See
http://www.newtoncountryday.org/
And how about "Loon" as the name of a band?
Dirty Dancing (which I consider to be the all time best worst movie EVER) came out in 1987. I would've gone to the movies. Totally.
"Nobody puts Baby in a corner."
I'm thinking Loon Mountain, a year-round ski resport in Lincoln NH, about at 2.5 hours away by car.
Loon mountain is a popular place in that area for skiing.
Hahaha! "I don't believe I go to a school named something like that." Me either. What am odd name..I would have been embarrassed to tell people where I went to school, too.
(Secret Heart?)
Johnson County Day School of the Big Heads
Moorland County Day School of the Inner Fears
oh Jonathan. I must be in one of my serious, concrete moods. I'll try to plug in my humour module. sigh. i hate these days.
Audry, spending time at the town dump, are we?
Allow me to comment on the name 'Loon' as a band nam....
Sorry, it'll have to wait...someone is coming and I'm supposed to be asloop.
I think this writer is a 13 year old boy.
Some very brave young lady asked him to a movie, and he asked his mom if he could go, but she said you're too you to start dating, so he called her a Bitch behind her back and Marilyn told on him.
Boy, that capital "N" in "Newton" is sure a doozy!
we had a 'sacred heart' school around us, but the prize went to 'our mother of sorrows' the catholic high school that had the creepiest football jerseys ever. (i went to public school. dull dull dull)
I always wanted to start a Catholic School called "Our Lady of Perpetual Suffering," but, since I'm neither Catholic nor a philanthropist I don't get to have my peculiarly named school. Oh well.
On a brighter note, I can walk into almost any gas station around here and buy monochromatic junk food.
@Wrye- where was that school? I was intrigued by the thought of what the jerseys would look like and after a long time (roughly 6 1/2 minutes) of Googling schools and images, I don't come up with anything more creepy than some of the photos of Bishops.
@not just another mouth- I would totally go to a church called Our Lady of Perpetual Suffering. I mean seriously, call everything by it's right name ya know? A martyr by any other name would smell as sweet, or something like that...
I didn't know Alan was a sloop. Cool.
OK. Slooping time is over.
Librarian - I don't know of a band named Loon, but there is a band called Tapes 'n Tapes that has an album called 'The Loon'
It aint half bad...ooh sorry gotta go...someone is co...
Diaries can be a dangerous thing. One of the most glee-filled times of my life was when I was a teenager and found my mother's diary from when SHE was a teenager in her dating years!!! OMG, that was priceless. Right after that, I burned MY diaries. No way would I want someone to read my personal and private feelings.
Haaaang on, Sloopy
Sloopy, hang on.
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I always hated those little "diaries" that gave the writer about four lines on which to write the events of their day, their hopes and dreams, their innermost thoughts. Every time I got one of those, like for a birthday or Christmas, it was completely filled within a month.
where is alan being a sloop? I knew there was a ketch to this. (omg i'm so freaking funny)
I've been slooping around Evette's place for some time now.
(Note the sly reference to yesterday's find.)
Sloop John B, Hang On Sloopy...are there any others?
Hang on Sloopy=OSU Buckeyes "celebration" song!!
Sloopy and the Red Baron? No, that's Snoopy.
Here in the heartland we have some interesting schools. Most Holy Trinity is right around the corner from Least Holy Trinity. Down the road from these you can find Most Holy Moley! If you don't like these you can go to the charter school where the principal embezzled the prom fund. Holy shit.
I read the second paragraph and thought I had written this FIND! I then realized I don't know anyone named Marilyn, and my heart resumed its beating.
Loon = skiing location, great fun in fact!
I love this find.
It makes me smile and wonder how it all turned out.
where the heck is Drake, there is absolutely no cynicism here today.. sheesh. How come no one looks when you're doing something nice.
@ rebel: johnstown pa, though when i googled it now it is apparently just to 8th grade, and accepts everyone... no longer just the 'hard-core'. they do have a 'rebel care' program (afterschool) that i found amusing! do you go?
oh, btw..that's hard core 'founding'..the dump... i love this Audrey chick
Thanks for the link, Jonathan. Wow, that school is pricey! Marilyn and her sister are rich kids. Which makes sense, considering the petty stuff in her note, and that she calls her mother and/or sister a bitch and then complains when she gets ratted out. Typical rich kid stuff.
Can you tell I wasn't a rich kid? LOL.
This diary entry was written on my third birthday, which I think was the year that my mum got it wrong, and had the party a day late. "Dear Diary, mum spent five hours making me a ginger bread house for my birthday, but she's put the wrong date on it. Duh"
I love the move Dirty Dancing! My daughter was born the next year, in a hospital named Sacred Heart.
Newton Country Day looks like a lovely school for girls.
And the headmistress may never know why they've suddenly gotten so many web hits. Wonder if she'd even remember the snarky, nameless girl that started it all?
Exactly one month after the date of this journal entry, I was on a plane to New York. (from Anytown, USA.)
But I couldn't tell you what I was doing on January 27.
Effie, you're apparently *alots* younger than I thought you'd be.
I like Fig Newtons.
those tiny seeds always get stuck in my teeth.
But I like those fudge grahams from Keebler.
Hey Keebler, why don't you make chachos anymore? those were goooood.
I was only 17 when this entry was written...where have all the years gone, Sloopy?
And, Audrey, what were you doing at the dump? Dumping, FINDING, or hanging?
Chachos? What are chachos???? I'm thinking they can't be chocolate nachos. Hope not.
i love fig newtons.
what are chachos?
Aww, "rebel care", really? Sounds like the place for me to weekend sometime...
Hey, I live in Newton! I never thought I'd see a find from here.
I don't go to that school, however...
BLAH!
i had just turned 8 years old when this was written!! and writing was my new favorite thing as a big bad second grader.
(*Chachos were flour tortilla chips from Keebler. test marketed in the early to mid '90's, and apparently I was the only person in the world who loved 'em. soo salty and delicious! Much better than acne-spawning corn tortilla chips.
And they had a really catchy commercial jingle. All the busy little Keebler Elves in the tree, busily working, and singing as they did so: "We're making new Keebler Chachos! We're making new Keebler Chachos!.. ole!"
There's a tiny stub of a Wiki article about them that informs us that not only was there the restaurant original, (the only kind I ever tried) but they also made a cheezy quesadilla, and a cinnamon crispaña.)*
Church of the Frigid Air
By 1987 17 was a distant memory.
Amen to that, Not 3 or 8 or 17.
No shit. Wasn't 1987 like a fortnight ago?
It does seem like it was ages ago but then again in a way it doesn't. It was a good year for me. I had a 22" waist and it was the year of the Judge. Of course, I wouldn't trade that waistline in to go back to it unless I could take with me all the good stuff I've learned.
Night yes, yes it was.
Interesting how many people were inspired to confess their ages by this Find. This bear on the other hand won't be confessing anything of the sort.
Cubby you told us once you were in middle school in the 80s, so that puts you mid thirties in my mind. Might as well 'fess up, baby.
And by "baby" I mean person "alots" younger than moi. 8-)
Nightingale speaks French!! (Yes, I AM trying to change the subject.)
Ah, come on now guys! We're all FOUNDIAN FRIENDS! We can confide in and about everything else? Age is just a number! It's all about how you feel and what you do that keeps you feeling younger than your age.
Smallbear, do you watch Phineas and Ferb by chance?
Night This bear will never confess anything of the sort. Sorry, I'm a little obsessive about protecting my privacy. Btw you are older than this bear but I wouldn't say you were alot older.:)
@Plutoimoooooooooooo!!! No, I do not. Why do you ask?
Smallbear in the Cave said,
"Night yes, yes it was."
One of the characters on that (*#&$ing) show talks like that. Then my four year old started. "Are you excited for school?" "why yes, yes I am!"
Now EVERYONE in the house uses that catchy little word pattern. It's maddening. So I was just wondering if you'd fallen under the same spell. (and I've only watched the damn show once.)
@Plutoinooooooooooo Hope you don't find me annoying. But I just naturally talk rather formally. Can't tell you how many times someone in the rl has asked if I was from England.
*Ducks the objects thrown from Foundians who live in England and who wildly disagree with SBs Englishness mistaken or otherwise.*
*wonders to himself:gosh is their anyone on this board I don't annoy?*
i live in newton now & know the person who sent this in... Newton Country Day School is one of the Sacred Heart schools... its only called NCDS.