Age 6, taken in my preschool

Age 6, taken in my preschool

1. My mom took me to my first gay pride march in Madison in the early 90s. The next day, in preschool, I apparently led my peers around marching and chanting, "2-4-6-8, how do you know your kid is straight?!"

2. In 3rd grade, I was diagnosed with 2 learning disabilities: dyscalculia (the math version of dyslexia), and a language-processing disability in which I have difficulty articulating what I know in my head in speech and/or in writing.

Hermitage I lived in

Hermitage I lived in

3. After my parents divorced when I was 5, my mom dated a woman for many years. My brother and I went back and forth between our dad's house and mom's house. After my mom and her partner broke up, my mom, brother, and I lived in a hermitage on the grounds of Holy Wisdom Monastery.

My first (and at this point, only) published book of poems

My first (and at this point, only) published book of poems

4. I published a chapbook of poetry in 12th grade as part of an independent study. The book sold at the feminist bookstore in town, A Room of One's Own Bookstore.

5. I used to be terrified of public speaking. In fact, it was part of my IEP (individualized education plan for people with disabilities) to NOT have to do this. I now LOVE publicly speaking! 

6. My nonno drove for the mafia. He has always said to me: "Chrissa, if you ever need money, we know people, but you need to make sure you can pay it back." Suffice it to say, I have never utilized this connection.

7. I was a ballet and jazz dancer for 13 years. I was on a dance team that competed regularly.

Nonno lookin' tuff

Nonno lookin' tuff

8. I had a breakdown in highschool (who didn't really?) where I got extremely physically ill, put on anti-depressants, and was out of school for 4 months. It pretty much stemmed from my 3 best friends at the time ostracizing me from our group, which led to me eating lunch for half of a school year in the girl's gym locker room. When I came back from my hiatus, I stopped giving a shit about anyone there.

9. I have an older brother who is super fucking smart, and just finished getting his second Master's Degree at MIT. His name is Kael (short for "Michael"). My nonno, dad, and brother have the same name: Michael Angelo Greco 1, 2, and 3.

That leotard was so sheer it should've been outlawed

That leotard was so sheer it should've been outlawed

10. When I was in 2nd grade, I wrote to my two favorite authors at the time: Kevin Henkes and Eric Carle, respectively. They wrote back! 

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