A bit of American history


How To Impress Girls - Or Maybe Not

Somewhere around the summer between my 5thwas to check the spelling of some word or to
and 6ths grade years at EV Cain Elementarydouble check on our homework assignment. We
School a girl named Rhonda moved from Grassknew girls were different, but we didn't give
Valley to Auburn, and there was somethingmuch thought to how they differed, except
about her that fascinated me. I saw herthat they threw a baseball funny and used two
sometimes during the summer, going to thehands to shoot a basketball (even a lay up!),
show with other girls, or shopping downtownand they ran "like girls".Except Linda
with her Mother. She was intriguing to me forPolameri.She threw a ball the right way, ran
some reason. I can't think of that reasonlike a boy, and nobody would have bet against
now, but I wanted to meet her, or to doher in a fair fight. The reason I know that
something, anything, so she would notice me.is because she once got very angry with me in
Once I saw her at the town park up by theclass after I beat her in a class election,
Recreation Field, and since I was a fastand challenged me to a fight afterward.
runner in those days, I thought I might show(Election of class officers was held twice a
her how swift I was, and thereby impress heryear, as I recall, and students pretty much
with my speed. I had just seen a Supermanvoted by sex; the girls voted for whatever
movie, and was impressed with the whole ideagirl was running, and the boys voted for
of speed, and thought she might be too. Shewhatever boy was running. The only reason I
was sitting on the lawn with a couple otherran was because no other boy wanted to run.)
girls I knew, and I wished that they would goBy last period, the entire class had heard
away so I could impress her without themabout the fight, taken sides, and some were
saying something like "that's only Duane," oreven making bets. I guess what bothered me
some other dumb thing girls said back inthe most was that even the boys who were
those days.I waited for probably a half-hourrooting for me in the fight were betting
or more for my opportunity. Her friendsagainst me. Even my best friend, Jack
didn't budge. But I spotted a beagle runningStephens, who was as small as I was, only
lickity-split in her general direction, and Iplumper, had bet his entire Friday's lunch
thought, "if she sees me running faster thanmoney against me.Fortunately for me, Mr. Ryan
that dog, she'll really be impressed withgot wind of the fight, too, and appeared
me!" So I took out at an angle, until I wasafter school behind the Quonset hut; the very
about parallel with the dog, and we zoomedspot previously appointed for the fight. When
side by side within a few feet of the girlsthe other kids saw him, they retreated
and on to wherever the dog was headed. Beforeawkwardly, and made their way toward the
I got out of earshot I heard her ask "who isplayground and on home. Linda seemed
the dumb kid with the cute dog?" My heartdisappointed that the scheduled fight had
sank, but my feet ran on. The dog seemed tobeen cancelled, but left with the others, not
know where he was going, but I didn't andwanting to get in trouble with Mr. Ryan, a
within seconds I found myself sliding on myfair but tough teacher who had been a career
back across a freshly watered section ofofficer in the Marines before he became a
lawn. As I slid to a stop, the dog turnedteacher. When everyone was gone, I crawled
back, gave me a curious look, and licked myout from under the Quonset hut where I had
face as if to say, "Are you OK?" I couldn'tbeen hiding, and skipped home, celebrating my
bear looking back to see if Rhonda wasreprieve.Luckily, Linda didn't hold a grudge,
watching, but I heard the girls giggling, soand the next day at school she asked me if I
I was sure she saw the entire show.Later thatwanted to shake and make up.I did.So we
same summer I was walking on the sidewalk indid.And that was the inauspicious start of my
front of the Auburn Post Office where my Dadfirst romance. Any girl who would shake and
worked, when I spotted her coming out of themake up, to say nothing of running and
Post Office lobby. She looked so pretty inthrowing right, was worth my attention. It
her curly, bouncy hair, pink blouse and pedalstarted out slowly, by a quick meeting of our
pushers, that again I felt the surge ofeyes during history class, then sending notes
desire coming over me to impress her. Iback and forth during social studies, and
spotted a magnificent Schwinn bicycle parkedclimaxing in my request to change seats with
by the curb; a bike far more expensive than IJohn Towers so I could sit next to her. That
could ever hope to own, and since I was justwas fine with John, who was tired of passing
a few feet from it at the time, I kind ofour notes back and forth by now. That was the
casually stepped over to it and put one handfirst time in my entire life that I had ever
on the handle bars, like I was just restingknowingly and willingly taken a seat next to
after a long ride through the foothills ofa girl, and surprisingly, it felt kind of
the Sierras. To my great surprise, she DIDgood, in an embarrassing sort of way.She
notice me, and in fact walked directly towardliked me for approximately the same reasons,
me. When she was no more than a foot awayI suspect. I ran fast, threw a baseball like
from me she asked, "OK, what are you doingI knew what I was doing, and was pretty fair
with my bike?"I mumbled something about beingat the one-handed set shot. Then too, I was a
sorry I had mistaken her bike for mine, andboy, and it was a novelty for a boy to pay
she mumbled something with the word "stupid"that much attention to a girl at 11 years of
in it, and that was the end of that. Sheage.That spring was wonderful. Seeing Linda
never did notice me after that, and I guessevery day at school; overhearing other girls
it's just as well. I understand she went onwhisper about us "going together" in the
to become a very successful waitress in oldcloakroom; and seeing a newfound admiration
town Auburn.Now that I've been married forin the eyes of some of my male friends. I
more years than I care to mention, I've givenused to lie awake at night and dream of Linda
up the idea of trying to impress her. Oh,and I both making the Yankees; she at
when I'm back in town and drive by the Cozyshortstop and me in centerfield, winking at
Spot Cafe where she works, I'm always temptedeach other between plays. I always out hit
to go in and somehow let her know that theher in my daydreams, probably to make up for
boy she scorned grew up to be a writer. Butthe fact that she always out hit me in real
about the time I start to pull in, my mind7th grade baseball games. It just didn't seem
goes back to my first two attempts atright for her to be THAT good. And we were
impressing her, and I visualize myselftied for stolen bases, too, in my daydreams,
telling her about all the books I haveright up to the last game of the season, when
written, and in my mind, she responds byI stole 5 bases in one inning, breaking Ty
sarcastically asking if I write about dogsCobb's record (of course that was long before
and stolen bikes, and so I change my mind,Maury Wills, Ricky Henderson, etc.) and
and drive on.Of course, I knew lots of otherputting me 1 ahead of Linda, who only stole 4
girls as I was growing up, and I suppose Ibases that same inning.Our 7th grade formal
had a normal amount of curiosity about themdance was in late May, and Linda looked
that any young guy had. Roy Poindexter, a 5thforward to it excitedly, talking a great deal
grader, told a bunch of us 4th grade boysabout it, and hinting that she would dance
that the way to tell the difference betweenonly with me. I was greatly flattered on the
boys and girls was to tape a small mirror toone hand, and worried on the other since I
the toe of one shoe, then walk casually up todidn't know how to dance.I needn't have
a girl and engage her in conversation, andworried, however.A kid named Chip Bonanno
simply place the foot with the mirror on itfrom New Jersey moved to Auburn three days
between the girl's feet. Then while she wasbefore the dance. He was handsome, looked
talking, we would simply glance down and getmuch older than the rest of us boys, had big
a glimpse of whatever was hiding under herbiceps which he showed off in cut-off
skirt.Roy spoke with the suave confidence ofT-shirts, and spoke with not only a voice
one who had done it many times. Inwhich had already changed to bass, but also
retrospect, I remember his Mom was a managerwith the smooth sophistication of a city boy
of women's undergarments at J.C. Penny's, sowho knew all about cars, girls, and the ways
he probably honed his craft by practicing onof the world. Linda and every other girl in
the mannequins after hours. Despite histhe 7th grade fell in love with him
bragging, I have serious reservations as toinstantly, and since Linda was the only girl
whether he ever tried it on a real, livein the 7th grade with a boyfriend, she was
girl, who would have to be both blind andthe one he chose.She danced every dance with
stupid to stand still for such an obviousChip at the formal, and as far as I knew, did
ploy.But Billy Roberts believed him, andnot distinguish me from the furniture. I was
announced that he was going to try it thecrushed, of course, and spent most of my time
next day at school. Instead of the scenariolooking as sad as possible, in hopes that she
turning out the way Roy predicted, the momentwould notice me and feel sorry for me and
Billy walked on the playground Wandaleave Chip and come back to me.It didn't
Johannson spotted the mirror, and yelled atwork. She never looked.Duane Shinn is the
him across the basketball court "Hey Billy!author of the popular free 101-week online
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