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Swishy 2nd and 3rd grader
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I was in elementary school during the late 90's and windsuits were popular for kids. In 2nd grade, it was really cold all winter long. So, my parents kept me in a windsuit because it was cold in the mornings and when we had to go out on the play ground in the mornings and in the after noons. I was glad when winter was over because I had to listen to myself swish around all day. In 3rd grade, a lot of my windsuits wore out and I hoped my parents wouldn't buy me anymore. But, they thought I looked cute in them so they bought me a purple and black suit, a pair of pink and black windpants with a matching windvest, and a few pairs of windpants. I still had a purple windsuit that I didn't wear much the year before. Everytime, it rained I was sent to school in a windsuit. And on really cold days, my parents made me wear a windsuit to school. Twice a week, I had a class that I didn't like to go to because the teacher was mean. I tried to skip the class on purpose and the teacher knew it. She'd watch for me in the hall to see if I was at school on the days I had speech because she'd have to come get me. Sometimes, I'd luck out and she wouldn't come after me. But, everytime, I was in a windsuit, she heard me swishing down the hall and knew I was at school and I had to go to speech class. That teacher loved windsuits and wore one everyday all through winter with a white tee shirt with the school logo or a soild color turtle neck. On two really cold days, I got stuck wearing a windsuit. One day I was in a pink and black suit with a white tee shirt and another time I was in a dark purple suit with a white tee shirt. Both times, when I had to go to that class, I was shocked because that teacher had the same outfit on. There was another student who had that class with me and they had on the same outfit. That teacher loved that all three of us were dress a like. As punishment for not coming to class, we had to hold her hand and walk up and down the hall as she told everyone she had to come get us because we ditched class. After those two experiences, I cried and begged my parents not make me where one of those suits again. Luckily, I never had to wear one of those outfits again.
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