March 1998
There was a spelling bee at Young Pixelās school and Young Pixel decided that he wanted to participate.
Unfortunately, too many students were participating, so they decided to split the total in two. Pixelās group would compete first. The best five would then go up against the best five of the second group.
Young Pixel, an avid reader, did not misspell a single w6rd on the first day. Then, when he had to go up against the best of the best, he missed two words and ended up receiving second place. Pixel was sad because he didnāt get a trophy, but happy that he didnāt have to move on to regionals.
The teacher, however, had different plans. Not trusting the fellow that won first place, she decided to fudge the numbers and move up Young Pixel to the regional Spelling Bee.
She advised Young Pixel to study up on his Latin and Greek, but Pixel wasnāt hungry, so he didnāt. During the contest, Pixel made it through the first round with ease. His teacher was very excited because she found out that she would go with him to nationals if he won.
Unfortunately, the Bee got a lot harder by the last round and Pixel was eliminated like a Senate reform bill. His teacher was devastated, feeling Young Pixel had violated some sort of unspoken agreement. And from that point on, she seemed to find his work to be D quality.
Obviously, he soon died of dysentery. D-I-S-S-I-N-T-E-G-R-A-T-E.
True story: when I was a kid I used to fail spelling bees on purpose even though I knew how to spell all the words, because I am an awesomely awesome speller, just so I wouldn’t have to go on stage in front of the whole school.
My one claim to fame in the 8th grade was not missing a single word on the spelling test the entire year. wow. How sad is that? but I love words, and I hate it when I type so fast that they come out wrong, because it makes me feel like a failure. š
I was in a spelling bee in 6th grade. I can’t remember what I got out on. I just remember that my best friend had to spell “assessment”, and the entire middle-school crowd started laughing after “A-S-S”. I had to explain why to her afterwards.
I also remember that some kid got out on mayonnaise, and I’ve had trouble spelling that word ever since (honestly, I’m not sure whether I just spelled it right or not).