I was in the second grade. He had a thick unibrow and his hair was jet black. He was nerdy, painfully shy and didn't talk to many people. That intrigued me (even at 7 years old). I remember constantly tapping him on the shoulder and asking him to help me with my math. Thanks to him, I know all about long division.
Love this entry. Love the colored pencils. Love that I get a set of these every single month. I just ordered mine. Impulsive maybe. But when I want something, I want it.