{"id":341,"date":"2005-03-09T20:37:10","date_gmt":"2005-03-09T18:37:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/home.tjerngren.net\/wp\/?p=341"},"modified":"2005-03-09T20:37:10","modified_gmt":"2005-03-09T18:37:10","slug":"reminiscence","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/?p=341","title":{"rendered":"Reminiscence"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When I was in fifth grade, we had our first major research assignment.  Each of us students had to pick one state (not our own) and do an in-depth study of it.  The project spanned a couple of months, and at the end we had to turn in a written report&#8211;complete with  a portfolio including maps, pictures, and other items of interest&#8211;and give an oral presentation about our state in front of the rest of the class.  Like many girls that age, I was extremely horse-crazy and I especially loved watching Thoroughbred horse racing, so for me Kentucky was the obvious choice. <\/p>\n<p>In this age of internet technology, such a project would not be the massive undertaking that it was for my ten-year-old self, but I imagine (rather pedantically, I know) that it wouldn&#8217;t be so rewarding, either.  I remember how carefully I wrote out a letter to the Kentucky visitor&#8217;s bureau requesting information about their fine state, and I can recall clearly how painstakingly I drew a full-page map on a sheet of typing paper, using different colored felt-tip markers to designate rivers, major highways, and the capital city, Frankfurt.  I remember, too, the little thrill I got when I discovered that Kentucky&#8217;s First Lady (back in 1983), was none other than a former Miss America, Phyllis George (don&#8217;t ask me why I thought that was special).<\/p>\n<p>What stands out most in my mind about that project, however, was how I dreaded the oral presentation.  It wasn&#8217;t that I feared public speaking;  for some reason that&#8217;s always come fairly easily to me.  It wasn&#8217;t that I wasn&#8217;t prepared to give the speech;  I had notecards and visual aids and interesting bits of trivia aplenty.  No, what I dreaded most was having to say, right out in the open, that one of Kentucky&#8217;s primary exports was <i>bourbon<\/i>.  I literally lay awake nights anticipating the shocked reaction of my beloved teacher, Mrs. Jennings, when she heard me utter such an adult word.  I was pained for weeks at the thought that she would no longer consider me her prize pupil after she had heard me casually drop the word &#8220;bourbon&#8221; in a class of fifth-graders.  I even considered leaving that part out of my report.<\/p>\n<p>In the end, accuracy in reporting won out over potential humiliation, and I dutifully listed bourbon among Kentucky&#8217;s other exports (none of which I can remember now).  I even managed to keep my voice steady, I think, as I quickly shifted focus to an official photo of the lovely Ms. George.  <\/p>\n<p>My relief knew no bounds when that moment had passed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I was in fifth grade, we had our first major research assignment. Each of us students had to pick one state (not our own) and do an in-depth study of it. The project spanned a couple of months, and at the end we had to turn in a written report&#8211;complete with a portfolio including&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/?p=341\">Read More <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Reminiscence<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-341","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/341","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=341"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/341\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=341"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=341"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=341"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}