What Will THEIR ‘Good ol’ Days’ Sound Like?

What will today’s children recall with smiles and fondness when they look back on these times? It’s the norm to insert “Remember when’s” and “Wasn’t that a hoot’s” when gathering with friends and family. Lots of warm fuzzy feelings surface when sharing adventures of youth.

Imagine today’s elementary kids all grown up chatting about THEIR good ol’ days. Remember when…

…school closed after spring break? Yeah, that was great for a couple weeks, but then it got to be a real drag. EVERYTHING closed! Who knew we would miss spelling tests and common core math? Not even my parents could help me with that! Their old-fashioned way is easier anyway.

…the school delivered meals to us at home? It was nice of them, but I really missed my friends in the cafeteria. We couldn’t go eat at McDonald’s or Taco Bell, either!

…we couldn’t go play with our friends or even go see grandparents? Moms and Dads tried to make the days fun, but they needed cheering up, too!

…we went outside to play, we had to stay 6 miles away from each other? Well, six feet FELT like six miles.

…we had to wear masks sometimes? So many arguments about that! Everyone disagreed about whether or not they worked. Sometimes I felt safer with one on as long as I didn’t have to wear it too long. Some of them had cool designs.

…lots of parents started working at the kitchen table? Having everyone at home all the time was weird. We stopped doing fun things like going to the movies and the park, playing soccer and visiting the zoo. Mom and Dad started riding bikes with us!

…the school gave us all tablets so we could do lessons at home even if it was open? I missed all of you at recess. I got tired of playing video games, believe it or not. Sometimes our parents were worried and kept us home. I understood sorta, but I was sad.

…when I saw you at the grocery and we didn’t recognize each other? And we didn’t have masks on, either! We had all changed so much since the school year before!

My memories overflow with shenanigans and laughter, the romp and rowdiness of childhood and adolescence, bonds of growth and friendship measured by shared school connections. Theirs will have shared COVID connections instead. May this year of pandemic get wrapped up soon so looking back conjures up more than tears and fears.

About Teresa Pearson Lee

Retired after 33 years of teaching English and French (one year in private school in Memphis, TN and the rest in public school in Doniphan, MO. Enjoying new adventures - all those things I put off for lack of time, energy, now I can try them! Pottery, writing, traveling, camping, kayaking, dancing, listening to some of the best live music ever, and making lively new friendships. All christened with an appreciation for great red wine! Created and operated KC's on the Current, then sold it and managed it for new owners. You might still find me at the reservation desk when spring rolls around. Born and raised in St. Louis, MO near The Hill. Though a transplant to Southeast Missouri, still a city gal at the core with a deep love of the natural resources in these Ozark foothills. Currently I am a content coordinator for Poplar Bluff Living Magazine and a columnist/stringer for the local weekly The Prospect News. My rescue Siamese helps with most of the proofreading; he has a great ear. I relish the solitude easily had in the Mark Twain Forest but thoroughly enjoy lively outings for music, wine, conversation close to home or in my beloved hometown. Technology is my greatest challenge but so worth the shared connections. There may be a need for solitude but there is little loneliness. The material in this blog written by Teresa Lee is her property and cannot be used without express written consent to do so.
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