Yes. My name is m a r n a: Halloween at office 2016. I was shark attack victim. My great, great niece most adorable pumpkin ever. Loved her visit

Monday, November 21, 2016

Halloween at office 2016. I was shark attack victim. My great, great niece most adorable pumpkin ever. Loved her visit

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Drew WattsMay 30, 2017 at 4:23 AM
Just superb office Halloween bash. I am in love with all these photos. Our Halloween bash was also extremely enjoyable. It was held at corporate events Chicago venue and our boss arranged a team of makeup artists too for our Halloween special makeup.
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Marna BethJune 18, 2019 at 9:14 AM
We just dress up in fun ways. I keep my costume secret until the day of. Lol. Usually the younger folk in the office have no idea who I’m dressed as-like the lady from the movie”The Birds”.
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Yes. My name is m a r n a. Not Myrna, Marta, Marva, Merna, Myra, Murna, and so on. (Although many call me Marnie and I like that one.) As an extremely shy child I hated my name. The first day of the school year was torture for me as most of the teachers could never pronounce my name. By high school, much to my secret delight, my classmates began correcting the teacher the first time it was flubbed up, often spelling it out during that first roll call. I think they had figured out I was too shy to do so. Overly attached to my mother I missed a lot of school until 9th grade, where I was scared of the Vice Principle and no longer complained of stomach aches. In the third grade my mother told me once the teacher asked if my middle name was "Stephanie". My mother said, "No". Seems I had started writing Stephanie on my schoolwork. My teacher continued to let me do so, which only last a few days. It's a miracle I have a master's degree after all my problems with school phobia. My mother is now in Heaven, no doubt, looking down on me in amazement. One of her biggest fears was I would not attend college. Here's to you momma. So sorry I grieved you so many mornings before school and so many afternoons with phone calls of "stomach aches". <><

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