Little Norman

I changed schools in the middle of the Third Grade, and had a little trouble fitting in. I smoked cigarettes, so ended up hanging out mostly with outsiders. But I was also a science nerd, I read a lot of books, and used proper grammar – and helped my buddies with theirs, so I didn’t quite fit in with them either.

I ended up getting in a lot of fights.

Here’s the poor teacher introducing me (allegorically) to the class, “Children, say hello to your new classmate, Norman Mailer. Please welcome him, and for Goodness sake, try not to make him angry.”