Am I a Geek, or What?
Some of you know this.
I just found myself watching "The Electric Company" on KTEH. At least, I am pretty sure it's "The Electric Company."
I always loved "The Electric Company." I remember, when I was in first grade... We had just moved to Northfield over the summer between Kindergarten and first grade. My Dad had started teaching at Saint Olaf. I don't believe my Mom had started teaching at Carleton, yet, but think she had started working at Visitation in Mendota Heights. Not that that has anything to do with "The Electric Company." My Dad would bring me home stacks of discarded mimeograph handouts and worksheets from St. Olaf. I probably was already a tad bit OCD. Nowadays, I am a compulsive note-taker. I become unsettled and uncomfortable without a legal pad and a pen. I don't like pencils, they're too messy. I think that compulsion started in at least first grade. I distinctly remember sitting on the floor of our living room, in what is now the French House at St. Olaf, watching Captain Kangaroo, Mister Rogers, Sesame Street, The Electric Company, and another show about a train engineer... I had the hugest crush on Mr. Rogers. I think he was my third crush. The first was probably Stevie Dineen, the second, Dylan Free. Although Dylan may have preceded Stevie, I am not sure. I was 3 or 4 at the time, after all. Anyway, I remember sitting there, braids in my hair, taking notes on what I was watching, and "The Electric Company," in particular. Now, my notes are in outline form, and color-coded. Then, I divided my page into columns and squares - so it's no wonder I love creating spreadsheets!
Anyway, I'm rambling. Let's just say I was completely thrilled to stumble across "The Electric Company" in my channel surfing this morning.
I just found myself watching "The Electric Company" on KTEH. At least, I am pretty sure it's "The Electric Company."
I always loved "The Electric Company." I remember, when I was in first grade... We had just moved to Northfield over the summer between Kindergarten and first grade. My Dad had started teaching at Saint Olaf. I don't believe my Mom had started teaching at Carleton, yet, but think she had started working at Visitation in Mendota Heights. Not that that has anything to do with "The Electric Company." My Dad would bring me home stacks of discarded mimeograph handouts and worksheets from St. Olaf. I probably was already a tad bit OCD. Nowadays, I am a compulsive note-taker. I become unsettled and uncomfortable without a legal pad and a pen. I don't like pencils, they're too messy. I think that compulsion started in at least first grade. I distinctly remember sitting on the floor of our living room, in what is now the French House at St. Olaf, watching Captain Kangaroo, Mister Rogers, Sesame Street, The Electric Company, and another show about a train engineer... I had the hugest crush on Mr. Rogers. I think he was my third crush. The first was probably Stevie Dineen, the second, Dylan Free. Although Dylan may have preceded Stevie, I am not sure. I was 3 or 4 at the time, after all. Anyway, I remember sitting there, braids in my hair, taking notes on what I was watching, and "The Electric Company," in particular. Now, my notes are in outline form, and color-coded. Then, I divided my page into columns and squares - so it's no wonder I love creating spreadsheets!
Anyway, I'm rambling. Let's just say I was completely thrilled to stumble across "The Electric Company" in my channel surfing this morning.
Labels: braids, childhood, crushes, Dylan Free, St. Olaf College, Stevie Dineen, taking notes, The Electric Company
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