unedited for 100 days. Day 13

I finally started Michelle Obama's book Becoming. I'm going Audible on this one because there's something awesome about listening to her read her own story. So I took my crew (dog and baby) on a walk today in basically a blizzard, (apparently our current northwest snow storm has made national news) and listened to Michelle talk about her experience in school as a kid in which the students had to spell out the names of colors, and how quickly it humiliated the kids that couldn't get through the first one. It brought back a memory for me from middle school. We had to memorize all of the major rivers in Washington State. Each kid would be called up to the board in which the teacher would point to a river at random and we had to name it in front of the class. I remember studying so hard for this, for at least a few days, maybe even a week or two. Either way, I do know that I was motivated as hell to pass. For those with a photographic memory, this type of quiz was cake. I had friends that barely had to revisit the worksheets. They saw it once and they easily remembered. For me though, I had to come up with other methods. I'm a music girl so I would create songs. On Washington State river test day, my name was called and I confidently walked up to the map. I'm sure for everyone in the room my unusually long and awkward pause after the teacher pointed to 'Snake River' on the map, made it appear that I was going to take a wild guess. What they didn't know was that I was happily singing my song in my head as my eyes moved from river to river in a counterclockwise order starting at the top left corner. Of course Snake River is bottom right. Perhaps my peers easily remembered the fact that Snake River was on the bottom right. Either way, a correct answer is a correct answer. I eventually called out "Snake River" in probably a hint of a singing voice and proudly walked back to my seat. Pass! Thanks Michelle for reminding me of what a cooky and dedicated weirdo I am.