When I was little, I told this girl in my class that I liked this one boy. This girl was new to the class, and none of us had known her very long. I don't know why I deemed her trustworthy with such an important secret. I guess it was a show of good faith or something because she was new and didn't know anyone, and I felt sorry for her.
That was when I learned my first lesson in being careful who you trust
The secret didn't stay quiet for long. I'm pretty sure it was just the next day when she broadcasted it to the entire world, aka: everybody in the lunch room. I remember it like it was yesterday.
That was a big lunch room. VERY ECHOEY. It housed grades 1-3. The lunch tables were long, and every class was assigned a certain lunch table. A lot like Harry Potter.
Within seconds the whole school was alerted that Katie was sitting in a tree. It was a secret no longer. The whole lunch table sang and laughed, and then the rest of the lunchroom chimed in. And they didn't even know who we were but boy they were having fun singing about us. When somebody sings, you have to join, right? They were like birds, singing their bird call. SITTIN INNA TREE. SITTIN INNA TREE.
Then they started in on doing a round. Ohoho. How musically talented you all are. Yes. What good fun.
From that day forth, she was deemed the Girl of Evil and I never spoke to her again.
After that, the little boy mostly avoided me.
After that, the little boy mostly avoided me.