Recently, I began to tackle going through about 500 old emails. It was a long time coming and a task I put off as ‘boring’.
I set out to put them in categories ~ letting go of people, places, experiences and events that have moved into the past; treasured photos/conversations worth keeping; and emails that inspire great blogging/writing materials. It spanned over the last three years!
Deletes upon arrival are chain emails that, once scanned over, rarely hold my interest. Most political campaign emails receive the same fate. I’ve been overwhelmed by them. I once received the advice that you can usually get the gist of what’s in a political email by scanning the first paragraph. It’s true!
Interesting stuff that fell into the ‘great blogging and writing materials’ were abundant:
A few years back I took a leap and signed up for Match.com. My online adventures proved to be a positive trip overall. I met a number of nice men and had nice encounters with them. A few are still friends. A few were bizarre! We’re all up in the 70’s-80’s age group and have a revised set of needs compared to the younger groups. I’m no longer a paying member yet still get emails from Match offering me deals to come back. Even though I’ve removed my photo and personal profile, I’m still getting emails that say “You’ve been checked out 3 times!” “He emailed you!” “You have six unread emails!” Oops, I just got another one ~ “Flash Sale* 60% Off Just For You!” Revisiting the old emails from contacts on Match was fun! (Don’t worry, gentlemen, your privacy is secure! ❤ 🙂 ) Lots of good insights were gained for possible sharing through blogging.
Another set of emails to be saved for blogging are the Enneagram Types. We each fall into all personality types to a lesser or greater degree. It was fun exploring this through Richard Rohr’s series on the topic. I’d like to explore it further if time allows.
And then there’s the emails on art classes and writing classes in the area. I’ve signed up for a ‘Memories to Memoir’ course to help me jog my memory for great childhood experiences to share with my grandchildren.
So there it is …………… a bit about my tackling and purging emails from my Gmail account. If you haven’t guessed already, I’ve reached a point of not knowing what to blog about this week. The summer’s coming to an end and I’m preparing for a Fall and Winter of indoor activities. Happy Blogging my friends!
Oh No!!! They’re Back!!!!
While looking for a new inspiration in my posts. I picked up Anne Lamott’s book ~ Bird by Bird ~ “Some Instructions on Writing and Life”. One idea she had was to write short assignments ~ about as much as you can see through a One-Inch Picture Frame
My first short assignment was writing for five minutes about as much as I can see looking through a one-inch picture frame of school lunches at my parochial school during the early fifties:
The first five minutes of writing got me started ……………………
As I look into the one-inch picture frame of my memory of parochial school lunches in the early fifties, there isn’t much to see. Just me …. sitting at a long lunch table in the old auditorium. I can’t see who the classmates are that I’m sitting with. My table is the first one near the door and I’m facing 3 or 4 more rows of tables filled with noisy kids eating their lunch.
We kept our coats and lunches in the cloakroom near the auditorium…. no lockers …. just hooks for our coats and a shelf above for our lunches. I didn’t have a lunch box and my mother packed our sandwich in a brown paper bag.
(That’s about five minutes of writing …… 😀 ……… so I kept going for a half hour as my memory prodded me.)
There were no refrigerators so usually we carried cream cheese and jelly, PB&J, cheese slices w/ mustard, sliced tomato with one leaf of lettuce and mayo, liverwurst or bologna sandwiches. Everyone’s sandwich was made with white Wonder bread and you were weird if you had whole grain wheat, pumpernickel or rye. My sandwich was usually flattened and mushed by the time I got to eat it. Saran Wrap was just becoming popular in the early 50’s so my mother was still using waxed paper to wrap our sandwiches and without the cling factor they didn’t always travel well from home to school. There were a few kids that brought soup in a thermos. Ugh! 😦 Snacks were an apple, banana or hard-boiled egg. The auditorium kitchen sold us 1/2 pint cartons of milk.
The Mother’s Guild (mine included) would help out with supervising the kids . We didn’t have cafeteria style lunches back then when I was around 10 years old. The auditorium still had an old stage where they used to have class plays and events. It was no longer used and all events were held in the church hall which was next door to the parochial school. One of the nuns told us that the old stage in our auditorium had a pit behind the curtain where all the bad kids were thrown into. I think even back then I was a bit of a skeptic and I didn’t really believe her. 😉
After lunch we were filed out into the schoolyard for recess time. A few lucky kids were chosen to sell snacks to the rest of us. They carried them around in a flat cardboard container that looked like the cover of a box. I remember wanting to be chosen to do that and was afraid I wouldn’t be able to give change correctly. The rest of us would bring our jump ropes, rubber balls, yoyos and trading cards outside with us until the lunch hour was over.
One of the nuns would then signal that it was time to line up again to go inside to the classroom. Everyone would get in line and became real quiet. Then we’d wait for the sound of the clicker to begin the march inside.
“………. tell me about school lunches …… at parochial schools, private schools, twenty years earlier than mine, or ten years later, in Southern California or New York. And they always turn out to be similar to my middle-class Northern California public school lunches. But in important ways they are different, too, and this is even more interesting, for the obvious reason that when we study the differences, we see in bolder relief what we have in common” ~ Anne Lamott ~
~ Any thoughts on your school lunch experience? I’d love to read them in the comments below! ~
*Images from Pixabay*
I have an idea!
While looking for a new inspiration in my posts. I picked up Anne Lamott’s book ~ Bird by Bird ~ “Some Instructions on Writing and Life”. One idea she had was to write short assignments ~ about as much as you can see through a one-inch picture frame.
“It reminds me that all I have to do is to write down as much as I can see through a one-inch picture frame. This is all I have to bite off for the time being. All I’m going to do right now, for example, is to write that one paragraph that sets the story in my hometown, in the late fifties, when the trains were still running. I’m going to paint a picture of it, in words ………………”
Writing is a new past-time for me in the recent years. In the past, I’ve sat down to write for a class assignment, create an essay here and there or send off a Letter to the Editor now and then. Life kept me very busy and many experiences took priority over really delving into the art of writing.
Creating this blog a few years back really got me motivated. I set out to write my story with the main focus being my journey through a particular event that altered my life, for better and worse. Then I got hooked on blogging and have kept up with a post every week.
My blogger friends will all agree that keeping the ideas flowing and creating a daily or weekly post isn’t always easy. So my idea is to follow Anne’s advice. My intent is to write short essays about my growing up years, beginning with looking through a one-inch picture frame. It should be fun!
My first short assignment will be writing for five minutes about as much as I can see looking through a one-inch picture frame of school lunches at my parochial school during the early fifties.
~ To Be Continued Next Week ~