Tag: memories

I just didn’t have time this week to dig out and scan in some photos.  Apparently I also didn’t have time to put on makeup or get enough sleep either so I look halfway decent.  Alas, this vlog is all I had time for this week.

I think the summer after fifth grade might have been the first time I went to the huge three day Christian music festival, Creation…which involved camping.  And long long long lines for an ice cold shower.  But some incredible music.  I’m  having flashbacks of being a crazy Petra fan.  And standing in line to get autograph’s from Whiteheart. Also hearing the Newsboys for the first time.  Or maybe that was Creation ’89. (I can’t BELIEVE they’re still making albums…the latest of which is not so good.)  Anyway, my passion for music started early.

Fourth grade was my second year at Delaware County Christian School, so I had a few friendships that continued to grow.  My teacher’s name was Miss Schaeffer and she was pretty cool.  That’s her pictured in the photo with a new friend who came to DC that year, Amy Anderson.  Amy and I hung out together a bit that year but as I mentioned before I was ENORMOUSLY tall, and Amy was quite petite.  I’d have to look up the stats somewhere but I’d venture a guess that I was 5’2″ tall in fourth grade.  Maybe taller.

One thing I remember about that year is the beginning of my treks to the orthodontist.  First I got a bionator and head gear.  I was supposed to wear the bionator all day and the head gear at night.  UGH.  I vividly remember the day I accidentally tossed it in the trash at lunchtime and had to go through the entire trash can to find it.  I knew my parents would KILL me if I lost it.

Also my next door neighbor was another fourth grade teacher at my school, and I ended up having her for math.  We had speed tests with our multiplication tables and that was probably the first time I remember feeling really competitive with academics.  That was a trend that would continue till I finished high school.

We had our first really big project in fourth grade, a big report on our state, Pennsylvania.  I wrote letters to my congressmen and got huge packets in the mail full of maps and brochures and fact books.  I still have that report…I was obviously quite proud of it and it was one of very few pieces of work I’ve kept over the years.