When Chris was in grade one, he decided to compile a comprehensive list of everyone in his class.

There are 23 kids in my class. Their names are Blaine A, Emmit B, Robin B, Christopher B, Allison B, Natalie B. Christine B. Sean C. Brian C. J.G. And many more.

So many more.

That's Chris, reading a not quite complete class list from grade one.

I'm Dan Meisner, and this...

This is grown-ups for things they wrote as kids.

How are you doing?

It is very nice to see you.

This is a show where we go back in time to remember the good, the bad, and the awkward parts of growing up.

This time, recorded live in Hamilton, Ontario, we have First Loves, Revenge Poetry, a disastrous production of cabaret, and much more.

This stuff is weird, it is wonderful, and it can help us understand where we came from. So think about who you were, when you were a kid, and stick

around. School dances can be some of the most exhilarating and terrifying experiences growing up.

They're full of expectation and nerves and budding romance, and there is really nothing quite like a school dance to make or break your

self-esteem. When Tanya was in grade seven, she kept a diary, and in it, she wrote about her own

self-confidence, before and after, a school dance. May 13, 1997. Dear diary, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is that I am now

12 years old. And the bad news is that I am still thought of as an ugly brute. Here is why.

Today, at the end of school, Christina and I were walking to the bus when we came across Anthony and Michael.

I kept walking, but Christina stayed and asked Michael some questions.

She asked if he liked me, and he said, no.

That's fine.

I know he likes Stephanie. Then she asked if he thought I was

funny and both of them said yes. Then she asked if they thought I was pretty and guess what they said.

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