I Remember Dick and Jane and the Hokey Pokey

As memoir writers we are asked to write about things we remember. Think about your first school experience. Our district didn’t have a kindergarten program, so my first school experience was as a first grader in a one-room school near Underwood, Minnesota. I remember my teacher, Mrs. Gense, and the brass bell she rang to call us in from recess. I remember Dick and Jane books and how I dismissed them as “baby” books,  too easy for me. I remember playing Hokey Pokey during a rainy lunch hour. But when I try to remember more about first grade, there are large holes in my memories, things I just can’t remember. I can’t remember what subjects, other than reading, I studied. I can’t remember what it was like to eat lunch from my plaid metal lunch box.

Think back to your first school experience and tell me what you don’t remember. Because sometimes, just sometimes, what we can’t remember triggers more of what we do. Post your memories! I’d love to hear them.

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