I’m challenging myself to write more. Â To that end, I’ve found a site called “Mama’s Losin’ It!” which shares weekly writing prompts. This week I chose “A Seventh Grade Memory”. Â If you want to join me in this challenge, click the logo at the end of this journal entry!
When I think about seventh grade, I cringe and blush.  Man, that was a hard age!  I was 12 but so wanted to be 13!  I went to a small private school and though we were in middle school (our school was K-9), seventh graders were kept apart from the eighth and ninth graders to some extent, which just added to the temptation for bullying.  If you don’t really know someone, you don’t care if you hurt them.
One of the only classes in which we would be integrated with the upper grades was Physical Education. In this class, we were required to suit up in supposedly modest jumpsuits.  Ok I just took a trip down memory lane via google for you all.  And, I found them! Oh my – they are even worse than I remember them!
Click here for more information on these god-awful outfits!
If you were busty – and I was – they didn’t look too bad. Â But if you grew during the school year, they would rise up pretty uncomfortably! And, let’s not go down that rabbit trail any further, shall we?
Yes, these were pretty hideous, but what was worse, was that the enclosures on the front of the outfit – from neckline to just above your crotch – was snaps. Â No buttons to lose I guess. Â But there was a definite downside. Â Those older girls would run by us on the playing field and grab one side of the jumpsuit. Â As they passed, our jumpsuit would be opened (there was no belt as pictured above on on suits) exposing everything we did – or didn’t have and putting it on display. Â Oh, it was agony! Â This was one of the events in my life which helped me decide that I would raise my children to be defenders of the weak and young! And, I always try to put myself in other’s shoes all the time if I am tempted to judge them.
Bottom line, as I tell my kids all the time, I wouldn’t go back to seventh grade for any amount of money!
Ooh la laa ; o)
Lol that was not the response the expected to get from this post!
7th Grade was horrible for me too, and we didn’t even have any ridiculously easy to remove outfits. What torture! I was only pestered by the band boys who had learned a whole new vocabulary to describe females, one that I was very unfamiliar with and that was very embarrassing to ask to be defined by a grown up. At least I knew enough to know they were not names I wanted to be called. Oh 7th grade…NEVER AGAIN!
I agree! High school wasn’t much better to be honest….wonder if that is why homeschooling appealed to me so much in our early days.
7th grade was where I earned my first nickname – Mounds by some knucklehead who didn’t understand why I didn’t appreciate being singled out! Ugh
oh my gosh — they would grab your jumpsuit good grief. They used to have ones that looked like those, but when I hit 7th grade they decided to change to these green and white striped knit beauties with a zipper in front. They clung to every bulge. It was hideous.
What is with PE outfits being so ugly?! We were already SOOO self conscious!
That’s really sad but your husband is funny! I didn’t like our gym suits either. They were light blue with elastic around the leg holes. I never knew why they just didn’t let us wear sweatpants or shorts. School administrators can sure come up with goofy ideas! Now you have me wondering if I can find my old gym suit on Google. I remember my mom had to stitch our names on the back.
Thanks – I think he’s funny too! That’s why I keep him around! 😉
We had that elastic too!! I forgot about that part! lol
I don’t know what is funnier to me…the rabbit trail you took me down envisioning myself in one of these snug jumpsuits, or your husband’s response in the comment section. Well played sir.