save for SpongeBob. I watched and watch the heck out of that show. Ironically, when I was in third grade, I did poorly in my math class. I have dyscalculia – what do you expect? As punishment, my grandma grounded me from watching TV for a month.
Joke was on her.
I stopped watching TV after that. Instead, I’d play outside or go for long walks. I didn’t watch much TV after that.
Rather, I built stick houses and created recurve bows out of saplings, tension, and water.
My dog and I would run the length of the yard, jumping fences and playing out the role of the day for whatever setting my imagination plopped us down into.
No, not much televisión. Plenty of imagination though.