The school I attended when I did go to school was also out in the middle of nowhere. It was about a half mile from our house and yes, I did have to walk in the snow. I even had to walk, or hop) when I broke my leg. It was December when that happened so there was definitely snow on the ground. Not a fun time.
Anyway, that wasn't suppose to be the story. The school I attended from first through sixth grade was very small. When I say very small, I mean very small. The school had two class rooms, an entryway, and two bathrooms. All grades were taught in the same classroom. There was also an apartment out back for the teacher to live in.
Out front, there were three large pine trees that formed a semi-circle in front of the flagpole. These trees provided a great windbreak from the cold, Montana winters. We were required to go outside for recess no matter what the weather was like so we used this shield a lot.
Campbell loves my story about the moose, so here's the story. One day when I was in 5th grade we were all sitting in class when the teacher excitedly told us to look out the window. To our surprise a bull moose was looking in the window at us. Yes the story is real. That's my very own "Northern Exposure" story.
Two weeks ago I had to go up to Montana to get my mom and my nephew. While there I took Campbell over to the school I had attended. The school is no longer open. It closed the year I went to seventh grade. I was able to get pictures of her standing in front of it, though. The swingset (which was red) is now gone. Also, the monkey bars that were installed when I was in second grade are gone. The building is still standing though and brings back oh so many memories (good and bad) of my childhood.
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Wow. That building looks like it could inspire greatness!
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