As Spring is upon us in New Mexico and we've been having the front door open more often, I keep thinking of a weather related memory from my younger days.
I went to a one room country school through 6th grade. After I moved out of Nebraska and this fact came up in conversation, most were fascinated by the concept of attending a one room school house like I did. Yup - I did and I would argue that half the attendees, at one point or another, were related to me(sister, brother, cousins). It was so normal for me but I now realize how odd it probably does sound to people that did not grow up in that environment.
Anyway...back to spring and grade school. I remember that we never wanted to wear our coats at recess so we got one time a day(I believe we could only call one a day because there was a cost) to call some weather hotline and if it was 60 degrees or higher than we could go out to recess with no coats on.
I generally don't have the best memory so someone...sister, cousin...can correct me if it was a different temperature. So if my memory of 60 degrees is accurate, I can't help but think of these spring NM temps we are having and think, "60 degrees?" Although it's beautiful, I think I've developed into a wimp...It's very unlikely I would leave my house now in 60 degree weather without a sweatshirt or light coat on.
Am I wimp or are kids just that tough??
(Added Bonus ~ so on that whole 'Kirsten's memory' issue...it's amazing what other's remember about our days growing up. My friend Jen tells me things that happened in high school and I have no clue what she is talking about. Does she have an abnormal memory by remembering such details or do I have the abnormal memory of not being able to remember such details? Hmmmm...I wonder?!)
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Thank you for stirring my memory! ;o) I don't remember the actual temp either, but I do know it was a phone number we all had memorized. I also remember we would call the school's own number and hang up but it would still ring like someone was calling in and we would trick Mrs. Bess. ;o) My memory isn't as good as it used to be, but a lot has to do with all these kids I'm keeping track of--their moments/events overlap the memory of mine and it is all a blur at this point. ;o) Love my country school memories though--definitely unique and wonderful!
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