Memories never forgotton

When I look back at my life through the years of school, I always remembered the great times I had. I've always wanted to make a scrapbook of my memories through life but as time progressed I never got around to it. It may seem wierd or strange that I would waste my time doing that but, this is the time we will remember the most. We won't remember being thirty-something and sitting in a cramped cubicle, we won't remember turning fifty, but what we will remember is our best friends ten year old birthday party. Playing pin the tail on the donkey and caught up in all those video games. So here is a little piece of my happyness from kindergarden to where I am now; almost graduating.

Kindergarden: I had the best teacher ever, Mrs. Zelmer. She always made my class laugh and she took us on the best field trips ever! Well, for a kindergardener anyway...the park. We could slide, run, laugh and be the silly little kids that we were. Carefree and happy.
First Grade: Mrs. Baer, she was a great teacher but, I don't think she liked kids that much. I was a good student but, apperently I fooled around too much. There was a line I had crossed one to many times.
Second Grade: Mrs. Timmerman, she was also a cool teacher. She got the whole class a rain-stick to play with and from the minute it came in the classroom sobody was always playing with it.
Thrid Grade: Mrs. Graf, she was nice. We played alot of games in her class and won prizes all the time. The prizes were always books though.
Fourth Grade: Mrs. Jenkins and Mrs. Kannonburg were the coolest teachers of our time. Every Friday was a "fun friday". We played games and ate candy every friday it was great! But, we recieved terrible news half way through the year. My all time, to this day favorite teacher Mrs. Kannonburg had been diagonsed with cancer. We made cards every day for two weeks for her. Hoping and praying that she would get better. Unfortunately she passed away after a month of having cancer and after that Fun Fridays weren't so much fun anymore without her. There was always something missing no matter how hard Mrs. Jenkins tried.
Fifth Grade: Mr. DeNoyer. He knew we were still sad from the loss of Mrs. Kannonburg so he also tried really hard to make the first few weeks lots of fun. He told really bad jokes constantly and took my class to the Cave of the Mounds or as he called it Cave of the Hounds. That was one of his many terrible jokes. He made us laugh even though his jokes stunk anyway.
Sixth Grade: Mr. Martens, he always talked with his eyes closed and when we laughed he always got confused.
Seventh Grade: New school, new people, big school, tall people. Pewaukee School, is way different then my old school. In my grade at Pewaukee there is almost 200, in my old school the entire school only had 200. And now I have a locker!? I have never had a locker before, it is kind of wierd. But, my classes are fun and cool along with my teachers.
Eighth Grade: The end of middle school is near and I am so excited. The end of the year trip is to six flags and I have never been there before. I am nervous and excited all at the same time. Wish me luck!!!