On the way to work this morning, I saw a kid, maybe 13 or 14, walking along the side of the road where there was no sidewalk. He had a giant mop of black hair in big, loose curls under his hooded sweatshirt, and beautiful olive skin. He was walking in the direction of the high school, but a long way away, and it was almost an hour after the start of classes. And he was just sauntering along and smiling.
Remember how fun it was to ditch school? How the day stretched before you? How free you felt, when no one on earth knew where you were, and how your feet could take you anywhere?
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are you promoting hoodlem-ism? LOL! Hookey was a fun thing - wish I could still do it! I'd encourage anyone to do it while they're still able to! Feeling like having a day of hookey myself!
Isn't it sad that I don't think I'd like a day of hookey by myself? Once, I drove up the canyon and read a book while sitting on a boulder in the sun instead of going to school.
Sounds amazing, no? It actually sucked...
Ditching school with friends? Much better!
So, it's funny because each community has it's own term for "not going to school when you're supposed to." From hookey, to ditching, to wluffing, which is what we called it at good old MHS. Though it was fun to sluff with friends, I did enjoy going to the local cafe on a snowy day, reading the indie paper and sipping a hot steamer, all by myself.
By wluffing, I did mean sluffing.
Why no, I can't say I have any clue what that feels like. You'll be shocked to know I was not a rule-breaker in high school, lol.
Denise ... IT'S NOT TOO LATE!
Marta, we should make up something fun to do and call it wluffing. Or fluffing. Or something.
I have the most fantastic idea. Ever. Wluffing is work-sluffing. It can just mean not going to work to do something much more fun. We will be wluffing on mom's birthday :)
I will be wluffing on your birthday, too, dear!
Really? Unfortunately I have classes on my birthday, so I would have to sluff, which is not really an option at this point.
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