Pierced and Fierce

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As a little girl in elementary school I wanted nothing more than to have my ears pierced. To me it seemed a right of passage that every girl had taken but me.  I begged and pleaded my mom to let me get them done and she begged and pleaded with me to stop bugging her about it as it was NOT going to happen.  Not being one to give up quite that easily I kept at it in the hopes that eventually I would wear her down. Finally towards the end of my 5th grade year my mom and I struck a deal.  I had a huge final project due about the 50 United States and although I was working on it what happened next caused me to plunge in to what would be weeks of research and an eventual pride that only a 5th grader can
 know.  My mom said that if I got an A on the
project I could get my ears pierced over the
summer while on vacation in Houston
visiting family. Talk about motivation!! That
was all I needed to hear and as I mentioned, it sent me spiraling in to books learning and creating the perfect portfolio of all the states; from their flower to their flag it had it all! I waited anxiously to get my grade back and to discover the fate of my poor virgin ears.  Needless to say I totally aced the project. I was ecstatic and that summer I did indeed get my ears pierced. Here I am nervously excited holding my older cousin Katie's bear (the same one she held when she was in my predicament).  I finally passed from little girl to young woman and I went to school the next fall feeling as proud as a geeky 6th grader can.




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