All About Michele
My life, up until I turned twelve, was quite
ordinary. I was the oldest of four children -- three
girls and one boy. I was born in Washington, DC,
lived in Maryland, and read a lot of books.
Michele at age 5
Then, shortly before I turned twelve, I started on
a great adventure. My father was in the Foreign
Service (thats the part of the government that
sends diplomats to other countries). On the Fourth of
July that year, we got on a propeller plane (it was
my first plane trip and a very long time ago) and
flew half way around the world to India to live.
First we went to Madras, a city in south India. We
lived in a hotel for three months before moving into
our house. Then my sister, Diane, who was ten, and I
were sent 400 miles away to a boarding school at a hill
station even farther south. Kodaikanal was an
American school especially for the children of
missionaries, although there were kids from a lot of
different countries whose fathers did other kinds of
Michele at age 12 holding a puppy
in the front yard of her home in Madras.
Because it was many years ago, at the school there
were no TVs, no computers, cell phones, CD players or
even telephones. What did we do for fun? We hiked in
the surrounding hills, had skating parties and dances
in the gym, watched movies sitting on folding chairs
under the basketball nets, went for rowboat rides out
on the lake, put on plays, and had taffy pulls.
If youve never had a taffy pull,
theyre a lot of fun, especially if youre
a kid. First you start out with warm, thick, dark
stuff that sticks to your hands if you dont
butter them first. Then you pull the taffy, fold it
back together and pull it some more, until it turns a
light, creamy color. After a while its too cool
to pull, so you cut it up and eat it. Yum!
I liked going to the boarding school, although I
always felt sad the day my parents left us there and
went back to Madras each semester.
The second place we lived was in Bombay. By then I
was 15. It was a very different experience because I
went to a girls school in a former
maharajahs palace. Actually, it wasnt all
that glamorous the maharajah and all of his
fancy furniture had moved out long before the school
was there. The many rooms were just classrooms filled
with desks and girls in green and white checked
uniforms (kids at all of the schools in the city wore
uniforms nobody wore regular clothes).
Walsingham House School in a
former maharajah's palace in Bombay.
My school had a beautiful view of the Arabian Sea
and a grand marble staircase to the second floor that
only the teachers were allowed to use. My three
friends and I spent most of our free time at the
local swimming pool, and were still friends
today, even though one lives in Maine, one near
Seattle, and one all the way in England. We even had
a mini-reunion in Florida in 2002.
After my family left India, I was the new kid for
my senior year at Montgomery Blair High School in
Silver Spring, Maryland. The school was bigger than
any school I had ever attended; in fact, the senior class
was bigger than the entire student body of any school
I had ever attended. But I managed to survive the
year, and after I graduated, I spent the next four
years at the University of Maryland, majoring in
I married my husband, Don, while I was still in
college (Id met him when he was a college
student visiting his parents in India). Weve
been married a long time and have a grown son and
daughter, and two little granddaughters.
I live in Florida and do a lot of writing.
Sometimes I write articles for police magazines with
a retired police lieutenant. We get to do lots of
interesting things and Ive learned a great deal
about police work. I really appreciate everything the
police do for us.
I love to hear from my readers, so if youd
like to send me an email, you can write to me at MicheleIvyDavis@aol.com
and Ill try to answer you as soon as I
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