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My sister was born exactly one year and one day after me. Consequently, we grew up sharing birthday parties and I've never really forgiven her the crime of stealing my birthday before I even got a chance to really enjoy it.
The year that I turned 10 and she turned 9 we were both allowed to invite three friends over for a sleep over. I invited Jennifer Bloom, Cherry Riesburg, and Tina Powell, my only friends. My siter invited a couple people I don't remember and this new girl in school who was blessed with the fantastically exotic name Raquel.
Oh, to have a "q" in your name! What must it feel like?! I remember seeing her name written on the rectangle of paper the teacher had prepared before the first day of scool, stuck to the front of her desk with generous loops of masking tape. I'm not sure if it was actually written in glue and glitter or if that's just the way it felt to me.
Raquel not only had an exotic name, but she was also extremely petite and noticeably brown but obviously not black. I think she is the first Hispanic person I ever saw.
Well, she ended up defecting from my sister's party to join my party, where we were lip synching to the day's greatest hits, using my music stand as a microphone. My sister was furious, but I didn't care. Not only was Raquel beautiful and exotic, she was also a wonderful mythomaniacal storyteller. As we begged her for details about her exciting and glamorous life, she regaled us with tales of far-off Places like Arizona, where she had had two pet squirrels. I don't remember most of the outlandish things that she told us, but I do remember that I absolutely did not believe her when she told us that Rick Springfield had written the song "Jessies Girl" about her.
My sister was born exactly one year and one day after me. Consequently, we grew up sharing birthday parties and I've never really forgiven her the crime of stealing my birthday before I even got a chance to really enjoy it.
The year that I turned 10 and she turned 9 we were both allowed to invite three friends over for a sleep over. I invited Jennifer Bloom, Cherry Riesburg, and Tina Powell, my only friends. My siter invited a couple people I don't remember and this new girl in school who was blessed with the fantastically exotic name Raquel.
Oh, to have a "q" in your name! What must it feel like?! I remember seeing her name written on the rectangle of paper the teacher had prepared before the first day of scool, stuck to the front of her desk with generous loops of masking tape. I'm not sure if it was actually written in glue and glitter or if that's just the way it felt to me.
Raquel not only had an exotic name, but she was also extremely petite and noticeably brown but obviously not black. I think she is the first Hispanic person I ever saw.
Well, she ended up defecting from my sister's party to join my party, where we were lip synching to the day's greatest hits, using my music stand as a microphone. My sister was furious, but I didn't care. Not only was Raquel beautiful and exotic, she was also a wonderful mythomaniacal storyteller. As we begged her for details about her exciting and glamorous life, she regaled us with tales of far-off Places like Arizona, where she had had two pet squirrels. I don't remember most of the outlandish things that she told us, but I do remember that I absolutely did not believe her when she told us that Rick Springfield had written the song "Jessies Girl" about her.
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