We met in 4th grade. I'll never forget that first day of 4th grade. When 3rd grade had ended two other girls and myself were the popular girls. When I looked around in class that first day of 4th grade, I saw that niether of the two other girls were there. They were in the other 4th grade class. But there was this really cute brunette Marcia Brady-looking girl. I said to myself, "I have to make friends with her, because the boys will like her." So I did and the 3 popular girls became the 4 popular girls. Every day at recess the 4 of us commandeered one of the two see-saws where we sat in twos, facing each other, see-sawed and did those rhyming singing hand-clapping things. I wonder if there's a name for that?
After we left downtown, My Sweetie and I stopped by the old elementary school. He took a pic of the gym with his phone which was the "modern" part of the school. I wish I had taken a picture of the old school building. I imagine the old main building was built in the 20's or 30's. There was even a teacherage on the property. A teacherage was the house that teachers used to live in that taught at the school - sort of like a parsonage at a church. Teachers used to have to be single women.
I remember when I was in first and second grade the principle of the school (a little old lady named Miss Proctor) lived in a great big house by the school, but I didn't realize until fifth or sixth grade when a new girl moved into the house what that was all about. The girl told me that it had been a teacherage and that when Miss Proctor, the last living teacher to live there died, the county put the house up for private purchase. It was a really cool house. It seemed like a mansion to me.
Oh anyway here's the old gym. My favorite memories from the old gym are the Halloween carnivals there every year and the two plays, the talent show and the "Nutcracker" performance I was in. In first grade I was the little red hen in "The Little Red Hen." Mom made an awesome costume. Unfortunately I had to wear it for Halloween until I grew out of it.
So when I just read back over this it felt like I was sitting with a crazy old lady in a nursing home, but I guess that's what reminiscing can be like. It was nice to see my old little town but I suppose I'm done with it. Unless I ever become a movie location scout.