“It was hard. In thinking about school in Hawaii and school in Utah and they were totally different. In Hawaii school was much more relaxed. I think I had more confidence.
I was going into 4th grade when we moved to Utah. I remember being happier in school in Hawaii. Moving here I felt very self conscious. I felt like everyone was staring at me. Probably because I was the new one and people were trying to get to know me.
It was harder here.
My teacher would yell a lot, it seemed. She got mad at me one time in front of everyone. That was embarrassing. I was more prone to day dream during class here.
In Hawaii you didn’t have to wear shoes to school. Utah was much more strict.
It was uncomfortable.
I think I became much more shy here in Utah. It was a weird thing for our family to move here. We were all caught off guard.
In Hawaii there weren’t the clicks. There weren’t the popular kids. Here there was. I always wanted to fit in with the clicks and the popular kids. There was a girl here named Catherine and I thought she was so cool, and she was the popular one. I wanted to be like her. I don’t remember feeling like that with anyone in Hawaii. I think because of that I felt more insecure. That went on through Junior High.
I remember introducing friends at school to the game “Go Water” that we used to play in Hawaii. It was sort of a version of tag.
I think people thought I was athletic because I was always the taller one. So in games at recess I was always one of the top picks for kick ball. I remember one time standing up there to kick; there was this kid I liked, Denny, he was the pitcher. I remember him telling everyone, “Ok guys, scoot back, scoot back”. That was a proud moment because obviously they thought I was going to kick that ball way out there.
I didn't like to run during PE. I remember saying I had asthma when we had to run the mile. I got out of it.
I was very fragile kid. I sprained my ankles several times. I was always falling off the trampoline, or burning my arm, and having to wear some sort of cast”.
6th Grade - Utah 1988-1989Denny, the kid I liked, is standing on the row in front of me with a red and white striped shirt. Catherine, who I wanted to be like, is standing next to me on the end (top row on the right)



































