KYLE!

Sunday, September 28th, 2008 | General

Years ago, when I was teaching 3rd grade, there was a little boy in my class who was… interesting. Every day he would be running around the classroom, screaming “Shabbideee, shabbidoooo” while we were working on our multiplication tables. He would hide under his desk when it came to Reading Circle time. He stole the other kids’ lunches. He broke another boy’s arm at recess one day. Dealing with him was a challenge, to say the least. I would get home from work each day, exhausted, and flop down on the sofa, mumbling incoherently. Rob would ask me what was wrong, and I would say one word. The boy’s name. “Kyle!” This sounds terrible, but it became sort of an all-purpose cry of frustration around our house. No milk left in the fridge? “kyle!” Lose an eBay auction? “Kyle!” Flat tire on the car? “KYYYYLE!” Imagine it being said in a combination of the way that Seinfeld would say “Neuman!” and the way Captain Kirk would say “Kahn!” and you’ve got it.

So it’s no surprise that today, we have a hurricane warning.

For Hurricane Kyle.

Fitting.

PS- Kyle (the human) is now much older (as am I) and much more mature and doesn’t steal anyone’s lunches any more. I don’t, anymore, either.

(also fitting: Kyle - the human - was in my class when Hurricane Juan hit on Sunday Sept. 28 and Monday Sept. 29 2003… and today is… Sunday September 28th)

1 Comment to KYLE!

dj
September 28, 2008

I have friends that rented the bottom floor of a house while someone else rented the top half. The other tenants were, apparently, quite noisy and my friends started screaming “Yahtzee!!” whenever they got frustrated with it. The funny thing is that neither of them had ever played Yahtzee before and didn’t even know what it meant… they just randomly picked that word because “it sounded funny”.

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