{"id":2008,"date":"2016-08-09T22:52:48","date_gmt":"2016-08-10T02:52:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/?p=2008"},"modified":"2016-08-09T23:25:12","modified_gmt":"2016-08-10T03:25:12","slug":"project-52-fourth-grade","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/?p=2008","title":{"rendered":"Project 52 &#8211; Fourth Grade"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_09-Fourth-Grade2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_09-Fourth-Grade2.jpg\" alt=\"1972_09 Fourth Grade2\" width=\"378\" height=\"481\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2010\" srcset=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_09-Fourth-Grade2.jpg 378w, https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_09-Fourth-Grade2-236x300.jpg 236w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 378px) 100vw, 378px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Eight weeks ago, on my 52nd birthday, I began <a href=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/?cat=48\">Project 52<\/a> \u00e2\u20ac\u201d for 52 weeks, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m posting each week about one year of my life.<\/p>\n<p>This week I&#8217;m looking at the year I was eight years old, from June 1972 to 1973.<\/p>\n<p>That was the first summer we lived in Wilmington, where we have an in-ground pool, so that would have been the summer I learned to swim.  We didn&#8217;t take lessons, but basically figured it out ourselves.  We&#8217;d already practiced in a smaller standing pool at the Carson house.  But in Wilmington, we learned to swim before we were allowed to go &#8220;in the deep end.&#8221;  Years of summers spent in the pool followed!<\/p>\n<p>And &#8212; Fourth grade was the first year I had the entire school year in one classroom!  (In Kindergarten we moved.  1st and 2nd grade was the year I moved up a grade.  Third grade we moved.)  It was the year that Kathy Morris, Darlene Sasaki, Abby Crilley, and I became best friends.  I&#8217;m pretty sure that would have been the year of my first slumber party &#8212; the four of us went to each others&#8217; houses.  Though maybe when we were so young, it would have just been the first time I slept over at someone&#8217;s house.  I did spend the night at Kathy&#8217;s and Darlene&#8217;s houses before the slumber parties started.<\/p>\n<p>I remember probably the first time I slept over at Kathy&#8217;s house.  I was feeling shy at the dinner table.  We were eating hamburgers, and somehow in a shy way, I was holding my hamburger kind of under the table.  There was a roaring sound &#8212; and half my hamburger was gone!  Their golden lab, Sally, had seized the opportunity for a treat.  I was so embarrassed!  (They were nice to me about it.  But I sure remember that incident.  I&#8217;m pretty sure it was the first time I spent the night at Kathy&#8217;s house.)<\/p>\n<p>Fourth grade is also the only year where the class picture is in the photo album.  So here it is!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_09-Class-Picture2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_09-Class-Picture2.jpg\" alt=\"1972_09 Class Picture2\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2020\" srcset=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_09-Class-Picture2.jpg 400w, https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_09-Class-Picture2-300x225.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Kathy and Abby are the first two on the left in the back row.  Darlene is on the front row wearing boots, and you can find me!  Another friend I still have is Lauri Ann Stone, who is in the middle row, third from the left.<\/p>\n<p>Looking at the picture reminds me how much I loved Miss Halberg!  She was very strict (looking back, I think rather awfully so) &#8212; but she would talk with us at recess, and I&#8217;d pour out my heart &#8212; and I loved her.<\/p>\n<p>I went to elementary school back in the days of paddling, and there were some rather awful incidents that year.  But I was a &#8220;good girl&#8221; and was working on being a good little Pharisee and I never did get paddled at school.  Speaking of being a Pharisee, that was around the time my parents started paying us to memorize Scripture.  They started with different sections my Mom had typed out that we could learn, a lot from James.  Eventually, it progressed to chapters.  I remember my Mom decided I could earn $10.00 for saying Hebrews 11 and $20.00 for Psalm 119.  I did those in 4th grade or 5th grade, before it became a standard 10 cents a verse for any chapter, the first time.  Five cents a verse for a reviewed chapter, at least a month after saying it before.<\/p>\n<p>October 1972 was the year I learned that your own mother could have a baby!  Ronny was born!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_12-Holding-Baby-Ronny.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_12-Holding-Baby-Ronny.jpg\" alt=\"1972_12 Holding Baby Ronny\" width=\"400\" height=\"400\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2029\" srcset=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_12-Holding-Baby-Ronny.jpg 400w, https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_12-Holding-Baby-Ronny-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_12-Holding-Baby-Ronny-300x300.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Let&#8217;s see, our family at that time was Ricky, 11 in October &#8211; 6th grade; Becky, 9 &#8211; 5th grade; me, 8 &#8211; 4th grade; Wendy, 5 in October &#8211; Kindergarten; Randy, 3; and now Ronny.<\/p>\n<p>I have long said that if you catch a girl when she&#8217;s 8 years old and put her around babies a lot &#8212; she will be convinced all her life that she is good with babies.  I <em>loved<\/em> holding Ronny, getting him to smile, helping him learn to walk, all of it.<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s a picture taken the following January.  You can see we still enjoyed playing with the baby.<\/p>\n<p> <a href=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1973_01-Ronny.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1973_01-Ronny.jpg\" alt=\"1973_01 Ronny\" width=\"400\" height=\"399\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2035\" srcset=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1973_01-Ronny.jpg 400w, https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1973_01-Ronny-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1973_01-Ronny-300x300.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>And here&#8217;s one more picture, taken on &#8220;Grandma&#8217;s Mountain&#8221; in Phoenix still wearing the pink sweater my other grandma knitted for me.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_12-Phoenix.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_12-Phoenix.jpg\" alt=\"1972_12 Phoenix\" width=\"395\" height=\"385\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2038\" srcset=\"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_12-Phoenix.jpg 395w, https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/1972_12-Phoenix-300x292.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 395px) 100vw, 395px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Eight weeks ago, on my 52nd birthday, I began Project 52 \u00e2\u20ac\u201d for 52 weeks, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m posting each week about one year of my life. This week I&#8217;m looking at the year I was eight years old, from June 1972 to 1973. That was the first summer we lived in Wilmington, where we have an [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[48],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2008","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-project-52"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2008","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2008"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2008\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2008"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2008"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/sonderjourneys\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2008"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}