Monday, May 2, 2011

An open letter to Sparty

Dear Sparty,

I think you know I like you a lot. I mean really what other middle schooler made a picture of you out of streamers (streamers are not easy to work with) and who can forget that rainy fall night I stood on my bleacher, till the clock read 0:00, just to watch our boys lose, or the time you sneaked up (stood) behind me at that volleyball game or the many pictures I have taken with you and your statues throughout the years.

So now the confession...I am working for this family and I like them a lot, five little blonde girls all running around. There is only one problem and that is HE (the father, the one we shall not name) graduated from (gulp) Michigan and (gulp) has the wardrobe to prove it. This may seem like nothing Sparty, but...I have folded some of their laundry...meaning...yes I have folded shirts and sweatshirts of maize and blue. Oh the shame. Every time I think of you and your dedication to the cause seen here in this video and somehow I know I have failed you. Please forgive me and know my love for you.


Your always fan,
Steph




PS I hope to some day gather the courage to throw down the shirts and run.

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