"Dear Parents/ I have ran away/ Bettie Boyd"
Bettie Boyd...that's me. Or was me. Up until the first day of second grade, when I decided I'd had enough of the boys at school calling me "Bettie Boy" and officially announced that I would thereafter answer only to my given name of Elizabeth. Pretty much everyone but my brothers went along with the change. But I'm still Bettie Boyd in some parts.
And lest you think I had some grievance worthy of causing me to run away, please know that running away was an activity I enjoyed frequently. Usually, I'd pack a jar of peanut butter and a sleeve of Saltines and go hide out at the top of the slide on the playground across the street until I got bored or the dinner bell rang (literally...we had a dinner bell...how fun is that?!). One time, I remember asking Daddy to give me some money to run away. He declined.
No, parents who keep a note like this in their fireproof lock box all these years don't deserve a runaway!
9 comments:
That is HILARIOUS that they kept it! I remember when you changed your name!!! And we had a dinner bell too! So fun!
I am laughing so hard right now, I'm literally crying. That is HILARIOUS!!! I love that your parents saved that note!
I just love how you share your childhood memories - how precious that your parents saved this note!
I never knew my brother had such a troubled child!
This is hilarious!! I made Chris read it too. He never knew about "Bettie Boyd" :) I just love that your parents saved it!
so FUNNY! i didn't know you went by bettie boyd for a little while!
Still my darling baby girl. Very glad you came home!
I don't think I'll ever forget the story... "Bettie Boyd, Bettie Boyd, are you a boy or a girl?" :)
i love this!! i think my mom still messes up sometimes and refers to you as Bettie Boyd. we had a dinner bell too--i think i'm going to reinstitute that in my little condo :) hope y'all are doing well and want to get together when you get back to DC!
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