My Story #61 -- Just A Peek

 My Story #61

JUST A PEEK

Ronnie W. Wolfe -- 12-13-2021

I was in the ninth grade when in the school at Morgan, Kentucky, I was offered an opportunity to take a typing class. The only other elective that was available was Agriculture, and I had no desire to take that class, though I thought I might have to do so.

The principal, Mr. Gulick, took me into his office and asked if I would like to take typing, and I said yes. In those days typing was offered only to grades 11 and 12, but I was the one exception to that rule.

My parents decided to buy me a portable typewriter. They bought one and put it under our Christmas tree at home packaged up really well.

My brother, as his wont was, could not stand to think he did not know what was in the present, so he colluded with me (against my will) to open the gift just to see what it was, then seal it back up so no one would be the wiser. He said to me, "Now, when you open this later, act surprised." Well, how in the world could I act surprised when I know exactly what is in the gift wrapping? I just hated what he had done. He ruined my real surprise. Do you have a brother like that?

Well, the typewriter served me for several years, and I was happy to have it; but to this day I cannot overcome the feeling that I had when my brother had to have "Just A Peek."