Word: kids
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Well, start with an all-American kid like Marty McFly (Michael J. Fox, the ultra-conservative son in "Family Ties"). Surround him with a girl-next-door sweetheart, a caricature family and a mad doctor friend (Christopher Lloyd, who played Jim the drug addict in "Taxi") who has created a Time Machine. Sound familiar...
...bureaucracy to say that the Freshman Dean's Office royally screwed up. It wasn't that they were all from the east coast. I'm from Westchester. It wasn't that they were all Irish. But how can anybody with brains put three jocks with a poor Korean kid whose high school athletic achievement went no further than a membership on its math team? And I was terrible even at that...
...burn out and my only insulation would be my bedroom door, which remained closed for most of my life. I had to put towels under the jamb so I couldn't hear the classical music and the computer logic. My bedroom was like all the rooms of all the kids in all the movies I've been a part of. It was a compost heap of everything I never put away. It's still that way today. Gravity undresses me; gravity decides where my things wind up. I don't think I've used a hanger in my entire life...
...fears that a lot of kids have: of a society of the netherworld living under my bed, of monsters living in the closet waiting to suck me in and do terrible things to me. There was a crack in the wall by my bed that I stared at all the time, imagining little friendly people living in the crack. One day while I was staring at the crack, it suddenly opened about five inches, and little pieces fell out of it. That really happened. I was afraid of clouds, the wind, trees -- there was a forest outside my window...
...wasn't a religious kid, although I was Bar Mitzvahed in a real Orthodox synagogue. The first four rows were filled with Jewish men in their 80s who sang the Haftarah along with me, so that whenever I forgot something all I had to do was listen -- they were way ahead of me anyhow. It was like having a hundred prompters. My mother observes the dietary rules now, but back then our family was storefront kosher. Whenever the rabbi left our house it was, "Strike the sets, remove the props." My mom and I were seafood nuts, but of course...