Sunday, September 24, 2017
London: Day 4--mostly photos, again
Day 4 in London was Nirvana, as sure as I could tell. The girls and I took a double-decker bus to the Warner Brothers Harry Potter Studio Tour in Leavesden Studios about a an hour outside of London. It was worth every galleon I paid--for all of it. Gorgeous! And I was so moved by the thought that this set of films--and books--encompasses my kids' childhoods. I was a weepy mess at some points!
#52 Stories--Story # 2
What subjects did you excel at in school? Which were hardest for you?
I was pretty lucky as most subjects in school came fairly easily to me. I was a good student and I liked doing well in school. I kept out of trouble with teachers and had friends in every grade. My favorite subjects were history and English--most of the time.
As a junior in American Lit, we had to read Billy Budd by Herman Melville. I hated that book. I don't even recall the storyline now. But that was the first class I remember NOT liking English. But even with that class, I did like some of the other books we were assigned. The older I got the more I enjoyed the literature and writing that was required.
I ended up finishing a bachelor's degree in History and I did love most of all the classes I got to take within the major. I loved American history the most, with a special fascination with 19th century American History. Even now, when I read for fun, I seem to always ended up back with British literature that is either written in or set in the 19th century--think, Jane Austen and Charles Dickens. And I still love the civil war period of time in the US. I read quite a few biographies and even those end up being about people from that time period--post Revolutionary War to the 20th century.
The classes and subjects that I had a harder time with in school tended to be classes that were more subjective--art, especially. I loved drama, however, as it is closely related to English and literature. But I never was very artistic and struggled to draw, paint, sculpt or anything else that I had to create for myself. I enjoyed photography, though and saw that as a creative outlet. And as a senior in high school I sang in two periods of choir--but more because I can follow a leader and had room in my schedule than for my prodigious talent.
I did fairly well in math until my junior year of HS when I had trigonometry. Mr. Duke was my teacher then and I remember one assignment asked us to use the angles and whatever to figure out the height of the light poles that held the lights that illuminated the football field. I saw no reason to "do the math" but instead questions Mr. Duke why someone hadn't thought to measure the poles before they were installed on the football field. He was NOT amused. When he couldn't given me a reasonable answer, I quit thinking math was that important.
In college my major required either a single semester of statistics OR 4 semesters of a foreign language. I signed up for the stats class and made it through the first day when I immediately went and dropped the stats class and enrolled in the first of several Spanish classes I would eventually.
I was pretty lucky as most subjects in school came fairly easily to me. I was a good student and I liked doing well in school. I kept out of trouble with teachers and had friends in every grade. My favorite subjects were history and English--most of the time.
As a junior in American Lit, we had to read Billy Budd by Herman Melville. I hated that book. I don't even recall the storyline now. But that was the first class I remember NOT liking English. But even with that class, I did like some of the other books we were assigned. The older I got the more I enjoyed the literature and writing that was required.
I ended up finishing a bachelor's degree in History and I did love most of all the classes I got to take within the major. I loved American history the most, with a special fascination with 19th century American History. Even now, when I read for fun, I seem to always ended up back with British literature that is either written in or set in the 19th century--think, Jane Austen and Charles Dickens. And I still love the civil war period of time in the US. I read quite a few biographies and even those end up being about people from that time period--post Revolutionary War to the 20th century.
The classes and subjects that I had a harder time with in school tended to be classes that were more subjective--art, especially. I loved drama, however, as it is closely related to English and literature. But I never was very artistic and struggled to draw, paint, sculpt or anything else that I had to create for myself. I enjoyed photography, though and saw that as a creative outlet. And as a senior in high school I sang in two periods of choir--but more because I can follow a leader and had room in my schedule than for my prodigious talent.
I did fairly well in math until my junior year of HS when I had trigonometry. Mr. Duke was my teacher then and I remember one assignment asked us to use the angles and whatever to figure out the height of the light poles that held the lights that illuminated the football field. I saw no reason to "do the math" but instead questions Mr. Duke why someone hadn't thought to measure the poles before they were installed on the football field. He was NOT amused. When he couldn't given me a reasonable answer, I quit thinking math was that important.
In college my major required either a single semester of statistics OR 4 semesters of a foreign language. I signed up for the stats class and made it through the first day when I immediately went and dropped the stats class and enrolled in the first of several Spanish classes I would eventually.
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