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Where did I put that memory?

Friday was kid’s day for me. First there was the Earth Day Challenge held at TRU involving some 100 elementary school students.

Friday was kid’s day for me. First there was the Earth Day Challenge held at Thompson Rivers University involving some 100 elementary school students.

The youngsters participated in a wide range of activities concerning earthy issues (everything from fish and forests to amphibians and air quality) and they appeared to be having fun doing it.

The teachers and members of the seven groups who did the teaching were equally enthusiastic. It did occur to me that adult members of our community might benefit — and enjoy — a similar event. We don’t always know as much as we think we do — or is it we don’t always know what we don’t know?

A different event Friday evening, a dance at 150 Mile elementary,  also involved young people. Almost all the girl attendees, including my two young granddaughters, wore dressy dresses and enjoyed some lively dancing, with or without partners. The boys, while equally energetic, were not so much on the dancing.  It’s too bad that energy isn’t catching. Some of us older persons (moi) could use some of it.

Speaking of older, when I need to remember something and don’t have anything handy to write on, I switch my wedding ring to my third finger right hand. Having the ring where it doesn’t belong jogs my memory cells. I learned this from my mom, but my mother-in-law thought it was unlucky to ever take off your wedding ring. She didn’t say who or what might get the bad luck but some people thought removing one’s wedding ring endangered one’s marriage, but it didn’t do mine any harm.

For some reason, though, the trick isn’t working well lately. My ring’s been on the wrong finger for five days now and I have no idea what I’m supposed to remember.

Maybe the ring is too old?

Diana French is a freelance columnist for the Tribune. She is a former Tribune editor, retired teacher, historian, and book author.