November 8

School Memories – Stories

Posted by lori . 9 Comments

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All this month on Thursdays, I’m writing down some of my school memories.  I’m doing this because I’m putting together my first little photo album.  Last Thursday, I wrote down some journaling prompts and I’m going to use them to “free write” some of my memories.  My hope is that this will help me pick the stories I want to include in my album.  Here we go…

What schools did I attend and what were they like?

I attended four schools.  I went to Ardmore Elementary School (K-6), Coquillard Junior High School (7-8), Dickinson Middle School (9), and LaSalle High School (10-12).  My favorite school memories where in elementary school.  Ardmore was a small neighborhood school, so I was with basically the same kids from kindergarten until we “graduated” 6th grade.  I became a lot less interested in school when I went to junior high school and beyond.  I was in that group of kids that were stuck between the change from junior high schools to middle schools.  I always did well in school, but I did not like school past 6th grade.

School bus memories.

Thankfully, I don’t have many school bus memories.  I say, “thankfully” because I’m thinking that memorable school bus memories would probably be bad.  Oddly enough, my most vivid school bus memory occurred in the 1st grade.  My bus driver, Ernie, was a sober man who ran a tight ship.  For Christmas, my mom wrapped up a candy bar for me to give to him.  When I gave it to him, he smiled at me and I can remember being so surprised and a little scared because I had never seen him smile.

What was I good at in school?

I have always loved learning.  I remember loving anything to do with stories.  One favorite memory (connected with math of all things), was learning my times table in 4th grade.  It was around Easter and for every “times” we learned, we got a little white construction paper egg.  We could color it anyway we wanted and then it was glued on a chart.  We also got a jelly bean…any color we wanted, but just one.  When we finished all our times table, we got a large marshmallow egg.  I loved the whole process.  I know my multiplication table because of jelly beans and those little construction paper eggs.

What activities did I participate in?

I was in a spelling bee, 4th & 5th grade.  I was in band, 5th through 10th grade.  I played the flute.  That’s all I can think of.  Surely, I was in more than that!

Art Every Day Month

I’m participating in Art Every Day Month.  Every day during the month of November I’m going to start a painting. Most won’t be finished, but I’ll get something started…a lot or a little.

Daily Inspiration

A word is not a crystal, transparent and unchanged, it is the skin of a living thought and may vary greatly in color and content according to the  circumstances and the time in which it is used.

Oliver Wendell Holmes

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9 Responses to " School Memories – Stories"

  • Sue says:

    I loved learning and still do, but I hated school. I now know it’s because I suffered from Panic Attacks.

  • My mum purty much went to school with da same kids from elementary school to high school…small town, what can I say.
    I just loved readin’ bout your school memories, it’s fun goin’ back in time withs you. But in da present album can you stick me in there somewheres? Dat’d be nice;)

    Puddles

  • It must be nice to have such happy memories at school.
    You are going to have lots of pictures by the end of the month 🙂
    Lynne x

  • mayziegal says:

    How fun! What a smart teacher you had to teach you the times tables like that. I luvs school and learning new stuffs but we haven’t been in awhile. I need to get my mom on that!

    My mom said her one real school bus memory wasn’t happy. She had a LOT of hair when she was a little girl – including on her arms. And there was this little red-haired boy named David that she had a super big crush on. Well, one day while they were on the bus, she overheard one of his furends asking who he had a crush on and he said he wouldn’t tell. So they started guessing and they guessed my mom and David said, “Ewwww, not her. She’s a GORILLA!” Now mom is pretty sure she had a lot of good times on the bus, too, but that’s the one that stands out. Isn’t that always the way?

    Wiggles & Wags,
    Mayzie

  • houndstooth says:

    I had a few unfortunate experiences early on in school and I didn’t enjoy it nearly as much as I should have, starting in first grade with a teacher who probably rode to school on a broomstick. But I think it made me realize how important it is for the kids I work with to develop a love of learning that will override even a year with a bad teacher.

  • Kirsten says:

    I try not to think about my school memories too much…I grew up in New York City and got beat up a lot 🙂 But on the plus side, I think its one thing that made me love the family dog all the more and probably what made a nature freak. And ultimately, and paradoxically, it made me tolerant of diversity because I’d been exposed to so much. Nice to hear your memories 🙂

  • Bassetmomma says:

    That is so funny about being scared when your bus driver smiled. My daughter played the flute too and she still loves it! 🙂

  • That math class was so cool! I wonder if they are still teaching it that way. Did you all compare piles of jelly beans after? And did you get the marshmallow egg?

    Loved Ernie’s story too. I bet he felt invisible until that moment. My dad used to give our garbos beer during special festive occasions. Perhaps that’s why I got to ride in a smelly truck once haha 😀

    • lori says:

      Me…I’m quite confident I ate my jelly beans as soon as I got them. I’ve never been good about saving sugar. I did get the big marshmallow egg!


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