5.) What about school do you miss the most?
I was raised out in the country, in a small town in Virginia. I had a brother, 3 years younger than me, and parents...a dog, a cat, and one time, a pair of guinea pigs. The closest family was not within walking distance, and the only other kids my age were a family of boys about 3 miles away, until you got into town. I rarely had playmates other than my younger brother (who, I was convinced, had cooties!), and it was sometimes pretty lonely.
When I went to school, there were other kids! I started school in a one-room schoolhouse, with 7 kids in the 1st grade, 7 in the 2nd grade, and 5 in the 3rd grade. There was one teacher and one lunchroom, and the teacher's husband did the maintenance work that needed to be done. (I even remember him killing a snake on the playground once.) I attended that school 2 years before they decided to send the kids to the school in the next town. That school had 300 kids in the school! I had hit the jackpot!
Not only were there kids there, but there were different teachers for every class. I loved most of my teachers, and I was a good student. In one short jump, I had gone from a lonely little girl from the country to a happy little girl with lots of playmates!
However, to answer the question, what I miss most about school is the innocence. I miss the safety that we enjoyed - that we could play outside without worrying that there was some perverted, evil person waiting to hurt us. I miss the belief that friends would be there forever, and no one would go away. Mostly what I miss about school is the youthful exuberance for life, and the feeling that we would live forever. Sadly, now I know that isn't true.
|Photo taken about 1960, in front of the jet that resided on school property for our entertainment.|
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