Queen of the Elementary School

A Memory

Pattie Byrd
Although most people don't know this, I had royalty bestowed me at a young age. Yes, the picture above was me in one of my many years being crowned Queen of my elementary school. Oh, yeah, the guy with me was crowned King, too, but let him tell his own story.

Being one of my many claims to fame, there was a time I thought this might look good on a resume, but I've discovered most potential employers aren't all that impressed with the fact that you've once held the royal title. It does make your resume stand out a little though, I must say.

This pageant was one of three that I was to win. I wish I could say it was for talent or beauty, both of which I felt overly endowed with, but I would be lying. These fall festivals were an ingenious method our small rural school had devised to raise money, something that was not very generous in our poor school district. The Queen and King were crowned on the basis of which class raised the most money in a few given weeks. Since I had the unfair advantage of having grandparents who owned a local restaurant in town, my buddy and I were pretty much shoe-ins each year.

My grandmother would take a picture of me and paste it on the side of a Mason jar which she would then place on the counter close to the register. My mother worked in the restaurant also, and that meant that the customers saw me on a regular basis. Needless to say, they were suckers waiting to be plucked for a dollar here and there. Before you knew it, my cohort and I would have a sizeable chunk of change, and with the money raised by the other begging members of my grade, we were bestowed the honor of the school.

My mother finally put the kibosh on the whole thing when she told me to let someone else have a chance to hold the title. Not being the gracious type, I countered with the fact that if my friends wanted me to be Queen, she should let me. That was one of those moments we have as children. You know, the one where the moment the words fly out of your mouth, you knew you'd made a mistake. Mother got that "I'll show you" look that always meant trouble, and needless to say, that was the last time I served in my royal capacity.

But like any person who's been able to serve in a capacity of leadership, I feel honored to have been blessed with the title. In fact, I feel these experiences have helped me become the person I am today. So when someone tells me I love being the center of attention, I tell them to blame the people in my little school. Oh, yeah, and then I ask them for a dollar.

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Pattie Byrd is a freelance writer specializing in humor commentary, reviews and news articles. She has been published in magazines and several internet sites. Growing up in the South, she maintains her lov...  View profile

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  • Sandy Rothra7/20/2010

    Cute story. Remember inflation. Now it would take something more than dollars to make a queen.

  • Patricia Sicilia7/19/2010

    Kinda how my daughter won a savings bond and had her picture in the local paper for selling the most Campfire Girl candy bars. I sold them at work, hubby sold them at work, grandparents sold them at work, etc. (Gee, you kinda resemble me as a kid! Big surprise, huh?)

  • Tina Szybisty, RD7/15/2010

    Loved the story, loved the picture.

  • Debbie Gavazzi7/14/2010

    lol Sorry, I ran out of dollar bills. lol Great story you have here. You were sooooo cute.

  • Catherine Spencer7/14/2010

    I bow to the Queen...and laugh my butt off!! LOL :)

  • Elainea Buchanan7/13/2010

    Some women are born queens! You might be interested in a writer named Jill Connor Browne. She is the head Sweet Potato Queen and you might like her views on being a queen.

  • Jennifer Wagner7/12/2010

    What a fun read!!! It must have been good to be Queen. :D

  • Danielle Olivia Tefft7/12/2010

    Ha Ha Ha! Oh, Pattie, in my book, you are Royalty for life!

  • Cheryl McCann7/12/2010

    A very enjoyable read.

  • Charlotte Kuchinsky7/12/2010

    I loved this. It rings some bells for me too.

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