“My favorite subject was recess. Fortunately for me, I had a mother who believed I was smart.”

The days are pretty this time of year. The sun is always bright though not always warm. That will come in time. Pops of color are everywhere. My front garden has white flowers, purple flowers in different shades, a few pink flowers and one bright, perfectly round yellow forsythia of advanced age. I love standing and leaning against the car to look at my garden in the mornings.

Today is cool, somewhere between a sweatshirt and a flannel shirt. I may go out but I may wait until tomorrow when I have an appointment. I like to combine errands.

When I was a kid, I liked school. I didn’t count days until vacations. I just let them come. This time of year the afternoons were lighter and warmer. My bike came out of the cellar. I mostly rode around the neighborhood on weekdays. Every nice afternoon, I’d ride a few streets over and back in different directions. The spring air was coldest downhill from my house. Sometimes the sleeves of my jacket puffed, and I’d laugh and spread out my arms for the wind to take, but it made my balance precarious. I’d have to grab the handlebars especially as I neared the bottom of the hill.

During recess a couple of groups of girls staked space in the schoolyard for jump roping. The boys played at the two basketball hoops. Those were the sides of the schoolyard: one side girl’s, one side boys’. I was never a jump roper so my friends and I just stood in a group talking. On the other side boys did something. They never just stood. Usually lines weren’t crossed except when it was time to go back inside. After the bell, we lined up in rows of twos, girls in front, boys in back. It looked regimented, but I never felt that way. Lines went into three different doors depending on grade: one in the old school and two in the new school. The stand-out memory of recess for me is when I punched some boy in the face. He was harassing my friend and wouldn’t stop so I stopped him. My punch was quite effective. I never got into trouble for that. I told Sister Superior the facts. She reprimanded the boy. Sister Superior was far ahead of her time.

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4 Comments on ““My favorite subject was recess. Fortunately for me, I had a mother who believed I was smart.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Today is cloudy, humid with a high around 75°. The rain is on the way. We are awaiting three days of on and off rain and thunderstorms which we still need to help alleviate the drought.

    When I was a kid in school I hated recess. I was never very athletic and I didn’t like being in a group. I just liked being alone on the playground where I could think without having to do any work. I did play kickball occasionally in elementary school and managed to break my arm on the playground gangle gym. I always anticipated vacation time. I think I was an undiagnosed ADHD kid and had little patience for classwork. Somehow I managed to learn inspite of myself.

    I survived without having to go into the military during the Vietnam war and I found a place in the aviation business that I enjoy and have been successful at for over 40 years. I’m amazed at how much good luck played out in my life. I always say, “I’d rather be lucky than smart any day”.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      It stayed sunny today but chilly. Tomorrow will be similar but a bit warmer. I could do with a bit warmer. The kid 50’s don’t quite measure up.

      I asked for one of the basketball hoops for the girls to use. I was playing CYO basketball for the parish and thought it was only right. The nuns said no. The hoops were for boys, not girls. I was put off by that. I did like school I thought it was fun to learn new stuff.

      I remember sitting in a local bar which was filled as we watched TV and the first draft lottery. A groan told us somebody’s number had come up early. My brother got drafted but was sent to Germany. My mother was relieved.

  2. Christer. Says:

    Finally no wind but then again no sunshine either 🙂 around 50F though so it was quite nice outside.

    Boys and girls were playing with each other all the time in my school, only the cool kids stood still and talked, I was never a cool kid 🙂 🙂 🙂

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      Hi Christer,
      In elementary school we tended, until the later grades, to stay girls and boys each on their own sides of the playground.

      It stayed nice all day though a bit chilly. I was glad to be out.

      Enjoy your day!

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