38/365: Mrs. A

She believed girls should be girls, in the 1940s sort of sense. She approached fun like an army sergeant. With her it was nonstop choreographed marching and flag etiquette. She sang the national anthem at a pace so fast it was barely legal, and in a bizarre falsetto.

She used to tell us that we had it easy, that when she was in Girl Guides they had to embroider their own merit badges, camp in farmers' fields and that all girls were required to kill chickens with their bare hands and then roast them by themselves and then feed the Guide group. We used to tell her that it was the 90's.