I don’t know where I got the courage from, but I tickled a teacher back when I was in middle school... 8th grade. She was a youngish, hip art teacher who was a popular favorite among the students. On that day, she was wearing jeans and clogs with thin, sheer nylons. She was sitting at a long table, working on a picture during our class. Her legs were on either side of the chair, creating a gap between her foot and the shoe. Seeing an opportunity, I took a piece of stiff wire and bent the end into a long oval, almost with a rounded point on the end.
I pulled a chair up next to her on the left side, put the wire into the gap between her foot and the shoe, and started running the tip of the wire slowly up and down the sole of her foot. She said,”Quit tickling my foot, you dodo”, but didn’t move at all. I kept up the long, slow strokes up-and-down the sole of her foot, keeping the same rhythm and not stopping. After about a minute, she said, “If you make me ruin this, I’ll kill you!” with a smile beginning to grow on her face. Undaunted, I kept up the same rhythm up-and-down the sole of her foot continuously. About 30 seconds later, with a clear giggle in her voice, she said “Stop it!“ Needless to say, I kept right on tickling. She had just begun to start a high-pitched squeal, and was clearly on the verge of beginning to laugh, when the bell rang and broke the spell. I had to stop, and she looked at me with a big smile on her face and said “Thank God! I couldn’t take that tickling anymore!”
One of the best memories of my life...
I pulled a chair up next to her on the left side, put the wire into the gap between her foot and the shoe, and started running the tip of the wire slowly up and down the sole of her foot. She said,”Quit tickling my foot, you dodo”, but didn’t move at all. I kept up the long, slow strokes up-and-down the sole of her foot, keeping the same rhythm and not stopping. After about a minute, she said, “If you make me ruin this, I’ll kill you!” with a smile beginning to grow on her face. Undaunted, I kept up the same rhythm up-and-down the sole of her foot continuously. About 30 seconds later, with a clear giggle in her voice, she said “Stop it!“ Needless to say, I kept right on tickling. She had just begun to start a high-pitched squeal, and was clearly on the verge of beginning to laugh, when the bell rang and broke the spell. I had to stop, and she looked at me with a big smile on her face and said “Thank God! I couldn’t take that tickling anymore!”
One of the best memories of my life...
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