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Topic: Predicament (03/01/12)
TITLE: Puppy Love Ends With a Bite
By Vicki J. Cypcar
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My name is Nicki, and I am the youngest of three girls. I look just like my middle sister Roberta. The day I was born my dad held me and said two words -same mold. Roberta and I became best friends, although we did have some sisterly scuffles along the way.
It was the summer of 1974 when Roberta fell in love for the very first time. His name was Roger. They spent the summer days together holding hands and sneaking kisses. It was a true puppy love predicament when Rogers’ family packed up and relocated to Aurora, which was thirty miles away. When he came over to say good-bye he was wearing his favorite shirt, the red one she had given him for his birthday. He gave Roberta a ring and promised that their love would never die.
As luck would have it we moved to Aurora in the winter of 1974, and would attend the same high school. We naively believed it was fate – that Roger and Roberta were destined to be together. We came up with ways to surprise Roger. Our favorite scenario was where Roberta would enter the doors of the school and Roger would see her, run to embrace her, with his eyes filled with tears. Of course he would be wearing his favorite red shirt. Roberta wasn’t even seventeen, and I was fourteen, so we both had the tendency to romanticize. My sister and I could easily pass for twins. We had long brown hair and we enjoyed dressing alike, we even had matching white coats, which we wore that first day of school.
As we walked down the hallway together we saw Roger walking toward us. He is wearing the red shirt -this was it. This was the much anticipated magic moment. But it was odd because when he saw us, he turned and ran the other way. This wasn’t at all like the romantic scenario we expected - no -something was definitely amiss.
As the day progressed we realized we were being followed. Three girls in plaid shirts, bell bottoms, and cowboy boots were tailing us. As we walked down the hall they crept up behind us and started kicking us in the back of our legs with their cowboy boots.
So here we are, our first day in a new school. Dear, sweet, Roger is now ‘Roger the Dodger’ and we have three mean girls kicking us. Irritated we turned to ask- “What’s your problem?”
The tallest one tells my sister that she and Roger have been dating since he started attending Hinkley. Then she demands that Roberta give her the ring she is wearing. I will never forget what happened next, because Roberta remained calm even though her heart was breaking. She took off the ring, and said, “Well – here you go.” She then pitched it as hard as she could down the hallway. I must say, it was beautiful execution. The cowgirl went chasing after that cheap piece of tin and scrambled to pick it up. I can still hear the shuffle of the cowboy boots as she ran down the hall after it. I figured – well- that takes care of that -boy was I wrong.
She returned with the ring and the three girls continued to harass Roberta, and before I knew it they were all beating her. They were pulling her hair, punching and kicking her. Enraged I threw myself into the fight in attempt to free Roberta. Fortunately some teachers were able to break it up, and we were all sent to the principal’s office. I remember sitting in the office next to Roberta in a state of disbelief. Once the principal heard our testimony we were free to go. We went home that day bruised and confused.
So that was our Hinkley high debut, not at all what we expected it to be. News of our hall brawl echoed for weeks, and nobody bothered us for the remainder of the year – especially Roger the dodger and his posse.
Unexpected predicaments have a way of teaching us who we are. That day in 1974, I realized I wasn’t going to let anyone hurt my sister. The love I have for my sister is far greater than the fear of a fight. Unfortunately we also learned the hard way that puppy love can end with a bite.
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