{"id":13206,"date":"2020-07-29T16:29:04","date_gmt":"2020-07-29T15:29:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/?p=13206"},"modified":"2023-06-01T21:03:04","modified_gmt":"2023-06-01T20:03:04","slug":"memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/2020\/07\/29\/memories\/","title":{"rendered":"Memories"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’ve been thinking for a while about starting to write down some memories of my childhood here.<\/p>\n

Some random memories keep circling in my head, resurfacing again and again. Writing things down tends to get them out of my head.<\/p>\n

I generally have a pretty lousy long-term memory. Other people – friends, family – ask me if I remember this or that event or detail, and usually I don’t. Sometimes I have a factual memory that the trip they talk about did happen, but have no personal recollections of it. Sometimes I don’t even have a clue of what they’re talking about. <\/p>\n

An old classmate recently linked to his blog posts with memories from school<\/a>. He remembers teachers’ names and can link events to particular school years. I mostly have no memories of all the things he writes about. But I can remember the “feeling” of the new, young maths teacher we got some time in middle school, and the feeling of the dank basement canteen.<\/p>\n

I remember random tidbits, loose fragments, what a particular place or moment or activity felt like. Out of nowhere I can sometimes recall the experience and feeling of cycling down a particular street in London, or what it felt like to be standing on a crowded bus in Tartu.<\/p>\n

I wish I had more photos from my childhood; photos tend to jog my memory best. I wish people had smartphones back then and took endless photos of ordinary school days.<\/p>\n

Maybe writing down the things I do remember will also jog other memories.<\/p>\n

There is a possibility that this mini-project will fade away soon after my vacation ends and I will have to start focusing on work again. We’ll see.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I’ve been thinking for a while about starting to write down some memories of my childhood here. Some random memories keep circling in my head, resurfacing again and again. Writing things down tends to get them out of my head. I generally have a pretty lousy long-term memory. Other people – friends, family – ask […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[780,776,3,4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13206","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-estonia","category-memories","category-meta","category-observing_the_self"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13206","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13206"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13206\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13210,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13206\/revisions\/13210"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13206"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13206"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13206"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}