When I was young, 3rd grade, They huddled all of us into a room in the basement of the school, all third graders. On the chalkboard was the word Bicicle. Being the smart little shit I was I raised my hand and told the adults they spelled bicycle wrong. My reward was going up front next to the dental hygienist and they gave me a little extra dose of liquid fluoride to swoosh in my mouth. The meeting was all about dental hygiene, brushing teeth etc. I fucking cringe today remembering that, but it truly did happen. I don't have solid crisp memories of my whole childhood, but that day I remember like it was yesterday. I wonder why......