I was in 5th grade, in the middle of my revert back to a child stage and thought it was really cutesy. I just thought the number was cool, everyone else had numbers in their emails. My yahoo avatar also had chunky highlights and looked more like Lizzy McGuire than myself.
Response to We Want To Know What Harry Potter Means To You:
My mom was with me when I bought “HP & the Cursed Child” a few weeks ago and told me a story I never knew.
When I was 9, HP & the Sorcerers Stone was my first BIG book and I was absolutely convinced I couldn’t read it. To help me, my dad got the book on tape (which I completely recommend) and had me read along with the tape. It wasn’t long before I could read faster than the tape and ditched the recording. I’m 23 now and Harry Potter is one of my go to comfort books.
My homeschool coop in elementary school had “Barbie Queen of the Prom.” It was from the 50’s and you had to go around the board to make money, gain friends, get a date and buy a dress before you could go to the prom. My friends and I especially loved it because we would design more dress choices and come up with other things to spend money on (books, art supplies, etc). The game was super retro, and we loved it. Looking back, it’s pretty funny that a bunch of hippy homeschool kids who didn’t have any Barbies chose that game over others.
When I was 10 I had these cute black ankle boots that zipped closed. I was running down the sidewalk during recess one day when the zipper on my left shoe made contact with my right knee creating an impressive gash that bled for what felt like forever (remember I was ten, anything more than a bug bite was a serious injury). I still have a 1/2 scar on the side of my knee.