I used to be happy in my life, but perhaps did not know it until after I’d gone through my years in college. I had my happiest times in High School, where I was with my group of friends who met every afternoon at the library to do homework. We’d do our work while chatting sometimes, and getting somewhat loud so much so that the librarian came to our table and told us to be quiet. We’d giggle and keep working, and I was quite a good student then, and I ranked 13th in our class at one point then everyone knew it and they made sure my rank went down, as I found out later that now my rank had slipped. However, still working on the happiest time in my life – that was when I had no real cares or responsibilities. I was not given any and didn’t need to earn money to help with things. I would walk across the parking lot from our main building (a slightly pinkish orange brick building with windows that were rather wide and rectangular) and to the larger somewhat more classic building where the nuns might have had rooms. That was our music classroom building. I sang in the glee club and also in their Madrigal group. I was hoping to be classified as a soprano but the music teacher said I was an alto. Which didn’t sound as good but I went on with it and sang as I was instructed. One day I decided not to go on time because the teacher was a frowny sort and so I decided not to get there on time. I believe she reprimanded me and I merely took my seat and then she went on with class. I wasn’t late after that. I don’t know wht happened to her but I hope she’s happy.

Then we had a day of games and that was fun. Everyone took the day off to play different games like softball, golf, archery, bowling and well, I think that was all. At softball I knew enough about the rules and so I tried to do well but when I was at bat, I did hit the ball (surprise!) and started off to run through the bases but I stumbled and then the ball was out so I had to stay in second base. We were able to get to home sometime later and I do not remember if our team won, but I hated that I didn’t get to a third base at least. Instead I got to second base, which is a decent thing but I got the idea I was a klutz.

Then there was golf but I can’t remember much about it except for something to do with putting. Or was it doing the golf swing? It was a blur that one.

Then there was bowling. We all got on the bus, and went to the bowling lanes. I scored rather well in the 300s that first time out. I’d be happy to bowl again. I wish to bowl my God I wish to bowl.

Then what else, we had archery. That was rather a classic sport and they taught us to aim higher than the target and so we did and it was fun. I don’t know if I can play archery again. That might be nice as a back yard sport.

We didn’t do anything that I recall as that back yard game with the ball going into different shuttles. I think there might have been soe other games we may have been taught but I don’t think I was signed on for those. I’d have had to learn more but there wasn’t time as the bowling trip took some of the afternoon hours.

I also was in the photography department where I took pictures with a classic camera and fiddled with the F stops and all that. Once I took a picture of a drama rehearsal in the darkness of the theatre they had in the building. I got a good shot of the people on stage and it was I think featured in the Yearbook. I still like cameras and taking photographs. But now they’ve got the iPhone and android photo cameras and so it takes the mystery out of doing camera work. I’d like it if we could still have the old fashioned cameras and the way to develop the pictures but this might take a lot of work and people aren’t into taking pictures from scratch anymore. It is a sad fact of modern life. Nobody wants to do things the hard way. It’s always the easy way, isn’t it?