If I have written about this before, please forgive me.
So much of memory is filtered over time & when the memories are clear & concise, one should tell the story.
Before I moved to Dorrance Lane & Fort Bend County, I dreamt about my future high school.
A high school named after a man I personally held responsible for the Vietnam war – John Foster Dulles,
I dreamt about my first day at my new school.
I was sitting in a strange room, with tables instead of desks.
Lots of sinks & faucets – not unlike a chem lab. I only learned later that my home room assignment was in the Home Ec Lab.
In my dream, a boy with a great face & voice came up & said hello. Next, a girl dressed in red, white & blue (JFD colors) in what I found a sad replica of a cheerleader uniform, joined the boy with a great face & voice & said hello.
She was unlike any cheerleader we ever knew at CHS. Wonderful hair, horrible nose, great energy. She would have never made the squad at CHS.
Funny dream, I thought.
How did I know that John Foster Dulles’ namesake’s colors were red, white & blue?
When at last we moved, & I breathed water & feared the encroachment of mildew, I went with Jean to drop off my sister & brother at Dulles Middle School & Dulles High School sent a student office worker to walk me across the campus.
Becky Lubojosky – the first person I met in my new high school. Who talked about how my Coronado Ring was so similar to the Dulles ring & how great it was that girls were allowed to wear pant suits & what great timing for me to arrive for the day off devoted to the Fort Bend County Rodeo.
And I thought, beam me up, Scotty.
Then I went to my homeroom.
With tables & sinks & faucets & stoves & ovens & sewing machines.
And I thought, beam me up, Scotty.
And then a guy with a great face & a wonderful voice came into the room & introduced himself. And then a girl with a really bad cheerleader outfit came to the table & introduced herself.
And I thought, beam me up Scotty.
That guy with a wonderful face & voice & that cheerleader were the epicenter of Dulles High School & they took me under their wings & filled a void.
Becky Lubojosky & her friends pushed my name forward in every election – Jaki Jean as Wittiest, Jaki Jean as Most Talented, Jaki Jean as Most Unforgettable.
In the end, I only got Wittiest.
But more than that, I learned to listen to my dreams & my inner voice.
Now I just want Jean Luc to beam me up . . . ;-) Forget Scotty.
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