Marion Pellicano Ambrose
Have I mentioned that I hate April Fools Day? I know hate is a strong word and a real no-no for good Catholic girl, but there it is: I hate this day!
From the time I was a little kid, I had no sense of humor when it came to pranks. I couldn’t see the amusement in making others look and feel like idiots. Having been the butt of some of these pranks didn’t help improve my opinion on the day either.
I recall one “smart” boy in my class pouring a cup of water under my seat in school and telling everyone I wet my pants. Obviously everyone knew it was “April Fools” but I can still feel the red heat eminating from my face, I was so embarrassed. Another time, my sister told me the boy I had a huge crush on called while I was out. I was so excited I totally forgot what day it was. When I asked if he left a number or was going to call back, she and her friends began to laugh hysterically. I pretended to laugh and think it was funny, but I can tell you, my sister didn’t laugh when I put a cold rubber snake in her bed that night! (OK, so maybe I find a little humor in pranks!)
