Passing Notes

I came across this on the ‘ blog, aptly titled Lady Barefoot Baroness.  I was in the midst of catching up on my blog reading, and I was so close to feeling like I was in a place where I had a bit of a handle on things.  So I cannot explain the reason why I felt the need to drop everything and do this.

The concept is a bit like when you used to sneakily pass notes in class.  Trying to be sly, waiting for the teacher to turn her back and then sending the missive along.  Or, casually dropping it on a friend’s desk as you took the long way to sharpen your pencil (which didn’t need sharpening, of course).  Even being a bit more daring, maybe poking the kid in front of you, who had to poke the kid next to him, and on, all the while silently praying that the teacher wouldn’t catch you and – horror of horrors! – read your note aloud to the whole class.

Well, with this activity, the point is actually for everyone to see it. Also, it is not required to contain any information on the enormous crush you have on the boy a year ahead of you, nor how your archenemy Little Miss Popular was caught making out with the soon-to-be-incarcerated shop teacher behind the gym. Okay, this is really absolutely nothing like when you used to pass notes in school, but it’s still a whole lot of fun!  The rules follow.  Ahem.

On notebook paper – remember notebook paper?  Kids still use it in schools, right?  Anyway, on wide or college ruled notebook paper (your choice), write the following:

  1. Your name
  2. Your blog’s URL
  3. The classic, very useful sentence:  The quick red fox jumps over the lazy brown dog.
  4. Your favorite quote
  5. Your favorite song (at the moment)
  6. Your favorite band/musician/singer (at the moment)
  7. Write anything that you want
  8. Tag three to five bloggers
  9. Post a picture of your note, and leave the link in the comments section below, because I wanna see it!

Here’s mine. . .

I wanted to use my glitter markers, but the tips are too wide and my handwriting is already difficult to read at the best of times.

I am going to pass this note specifically to the following bloggers: Lulu, Suzie Ivy, Monday, Vivien, Laura, Sharon, and fracturedangel. Yes, I know this is more than the instructed number of three to five. But it was hard enough for me to narrow it down to seven!

And even if I didn’t tag you, if you do this, please include your link in the comments for this post. It’s more fun when you share!

Moral of the story: Some things are worth never growing out of.

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28 thoughts on “Passing Notes

  1. Looks like a fun thing! Passing notes in class did kinda break up the doodling and monotony of the day. Not to say my days of late have been spent doodling or being monotonous, far from it.

    • Thank you, destrudowoman, it is a lot of fun. And thank you for the compliment on my handwriting. This activity was very enlightening for me. I often think that my handwriting is pretty illegible (and it can be), so writing this out and realizing that other people could actually decipher it was educational. :)

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  5. “Oh Ruby I hope you find your muse. I’m rooting for you all the way. I have problems with character building and struggle with fiction. I so admire that!” (Barefoot Baroness)

    Thank you, I hope that I do, too. When I was younger I used to write fiction, massive and variegated volumes of fiction, and the words would flow from my mind to my fingers faster than I could possibly write (or type). I long so much to have that gift once again. . .

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