7 More Things: Disney Edition

was tagged Ms. Behavin (um, not pictured below)

Queen-of-hearts

• Although I'm certain that my failure to make into the academically gifted program in middle school was a combination of things, I've always been haunted the vocabulary part of the placement test and one word in particular: Seize. Struggling to put in context, all I could come up with was the Queen of Hearts from Alice in Wonderland. But for the life of me, I couldn't recall whether she said, "Cease them!" or "Seize them."  Stupid cartoon kept me from fraternizing with all the other eggheads. 
• Speaking of failures, I don't think I ever took an elementary school picture that didn't require me to get a retake. My Mom always made sure that when I walked out the house I was presentable, but somehow I always manage to muck my look by the time I made it from of the camera-- especially if picture time happened after lunch. Being a messy eater is probably what drew me to picking a lot red and yellow for my wardrobe when I was a child. That way the spilled mustard or ketchup blended into what I was wearing.
  
• My favorite part of week long revivals as a child? The last night. When it was all over. My brothers and I would fight for the rear facing seat of the station wagon because that was the best place to sleep, as we headed to whatever vacation spot we were destined for that year.
  

Rafiki

•  In spite of growing up to be a friend of Dorothy my least favorite post-revival childhood vacation was to The Land of OZ and the mountainous region of North Carolina. The day after I was dragged kicking and screaming through the Gales' tornado-ravaged house, I refused to let my parents traumatize me anymore. There was no way I was going across the Mile High Swinging Bridge at Grandfather Mountain. Although I was the only one reduced to tears and hyperventilating  at the thought of crossing, my mother and two older brother were just as chicken shit as me. The only two fool brave enough to go across were my father and youngest brother. They made it across to the mountain and nearly reduced my mother tears and hyperventilating when my Dad decided to  Rafiki my baby brother. He walked him out to the edge and hoisted him up for a better view.
• . Bridges + Anuel Family Vacations= [would-be] doom. My father nodded off Chesapeake Bay Bridge.  Luckily my mother slapped him awake before we careened over.
• This one time in Black Nerds' Summer (A College Prep program at Wake Forest), I had terrible crush on my roomie that compelled to swipe his drinking straw from his tray before he tossed it away. I rightly figured that it would be the closest I would come to swapping spit with him.
•  M, out on disability and bored out of his mind, is home today cleaning out our closet. Apparently, there was a time that I thought it was perfectly okay to wear orange polyester without a felony conviction and prisoner identification number.