Living Out Loud

The old days

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“Wake the neighbors! Get the word out! Come on, crank up the music, climb a mountain and shout! This is life we’ve been given, made to be lived out … so live out loud.”

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“Ms. Sarah, back when you were my age were there schools?”

This question came from a nine-year-old last week and it was addressed to my 31-year-old daughter. Needless to say Sarah was floored.

We laughed about the 80s-90s being the old days. At least she graduated in this century (2003).

I told her she must think that her grandma and I are ancient, learning to write on flat stones with turkey feather pens dipped in bear’s blood.

I’m not sure when children develop a real sense of time. I tried to remember when my girls really became aware of how long 30 minutes was. I can remember telling them it was as long as Wheel of Fortune. They loved that show. I can hear them now as the wheel started to spin, “Big money! Big money! Awwww!” (when it land on bankrupt). I can’t believe it is still on and Vanna White and Pat Sajak haven’t aged a day. They must have very good plastic surgeons.

Back to the time thing.

JD can tell time on an analog clock. I’m not sure where along the way he was taught to do that. I just noticed earlier last year that he didn’t ask me what time it was anymore. He could look at the clock on the wall and know himself.

I love to hear children talk about what they want to be when they grow up. That is such a fun time and I love that usually the answer will be modeled after what adult has most recently visited their classroom. Ask them on the day that the fire truck is parked outside for them to examine and learn about Stop, Drop and Roll. The answer you will hear will likely be “I want to be a firefighter.” Girls included. These kids see no difference in a boy becoming a nurse or a girl becoming a police officer. I think they have pecked their way through the glass ceiling. Some would disagree with me, and that’s fine. It’s just my opinion and everyone is entitled to an opinion.

So how about you, were there schools back when you were a kid? LOL!

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