Lately I've been sentimental about my elementary school years, remembering random moments that happened 15 years ago. I was fascinated with anything that used or was related to electricity, from vacuum cleaners and fans to power lines and substation transformers, but I was really overly obsessed with restaurant equipment from preschool through second grade. Literally could name every major manufacturer of commercial food service equipment, and even more crazier, drew pictures of commercial refrigerators, ovens, dishwashers, ranges, etc. The teacher would literally say, "that looks like (whatever piece of equipment) in the school kitchen!", but they were technically incorrect and I'd correct them -- "no, that's actually the Montague Vectaire at the hospital kitchen" or "that's actually the Victory refrigerator at the Hy-Vee meat and seafood department".
I wasn't alone in having crazy obsessions -- I was friends with a boy who had a deep interest in water fountains. He was so obsessed with them that I remember one time, our first grade class took a walk to the park and did "outdoor school" the whole day. My friend went to where the bathrooms and water fountains were and and exclaimed, "That's a Haws!" Nobody except me knew what he was talking about. Unfortunately, his family moved to Iowa after the school year ended.
By third grade, I was heavily interested in furnaces, air conditioners and ventilation fans (ironically, 18 years later, I'm an HVAC guy). That was probably set off when my Grandma bought me a Emerson Quiet Kool window unit at an auction over the summer, which sat on my dresser for me to look at. In the middle of my third grade year, our class did a book project where we would write a short story in a blank hard-bound book. Literally every page had either a fan, window air conditioner, central air conditioner, space heater, HVAC vents or furnace, with a lot of detail -- so much I recall drawing a Square D disconnect box (square D logo and all) on a Carrier Weathermaker rooftop unit on a Pizza Hut (ironically, the local Pizza Hut in my hometown had a big aqua-colored Carrier Weathermaker on its rooftop). I was so obsessed with HVAC that I took construction paper and drew vents, thermostats, exhaust fans and through-the-wall ACs/PTACs, cut it out and taped them to my bedroom wall!
Fifth grade had me really interested in power lines and substations. Computers started to interest me too (I went to college for a Bachelor's in Information Systems and graduated with that degree and an HVAC certificate "just for the fun of it" -- ended up doing HVAC). My weird obsessions started to wane by sixth grade, when I started to draw blueprints of houses -- to scale, with a legend, the whole works -- still not a normal activity for the average sixth grader but not as "strange" as some of my activities were a few years back. I also drew very accurate and detailed sketches of various GE and Kenmore appliances -- I was actually making plans for building my dream home in sixth grade and wanted to have a "catalog" of sorts to reference from.
I could go on and on about my crazy childhood but I'd end up writing a book. It feels like it was yesterday. Even though I'm happily married, gainfully employed doing what I love, own my own home and so on, I would do anything to relive those days again. There's something about the silly innocence of being a child.
What were your crazy childhood obsessions?
I wasn't alone in having crazy obsessions -- I was friends with a boy who had a deep interest in water fountains. He was so obsessed with them that I remember one time, our first grade class took a walk to the park and did "outdoor school" the whole day. My friend went to where the bathrooms and water fountains were and and exclaimed, "That's a Haws!" Nobody except me knew what he was talking about. Unfortunately, his family moved to Iowa after the school year ended.
By third grade, I was heavily interested in furnaces, air conditioners and ventilation fans (ironically, 18 years later, I'm an HVAC guy). That was probably set off when my Grandma bought me a Emerson Quiet Kool window unit at an auction over the summer, which sat on my dresser for me to look at. In the middle of my third grade year, our class did a book project where we would write a short story in a blank hard-bound book. Literally every page had either a fan, window air conditioner, central air conditioner, space heater, HVAC vents or furnace, with a lot of detail -- so much I recall drawing a Square D disconnect box (square D logo and all) on a Carrier Weathermaker rooftop unit on a Pizza Hut (ironically, the local Pizza Hut in my hometown had a big aqua-colored Carrier Weathermaker on its rooftop). I was so obsessed with HVAC that I took construction paper and drew vents, thermostats, exhaust fans and through-the-wall ACs/PTACs, cut it out and taped them to my bedroom wall!
Fifth grade had me really interested in power lines and substations. Computers started to interest me too (I went to college for a Bachelor's in Information Systems and graduated with that degree and an HVAC certificate "just for the fun of it" -- ended up doing HVAC). My weird obsessions started to wane by sixth grade, when I started to draw blueprints of houses -- to scale, with a legend, the whole works -- still not a normal activity for the average sixth grader but not as "strange" as some of my activities were a few years back. I also drew very accurate and detailed sketches of various GE and Kenmore appliances -- I was actually making plans for building my dream home in sixth grade and wanted to have a "catalog" of sorts to reference from.
I could go on and on about my crazy childhood but I'd end up writing a book. It feels like it was yesterday. Even though I'm happily married, gainfully employed doing what I love, own my own home and so on, I would do anything to relive those days again. There's something about the silly innocence of being a child.
What were your crazy childhood obsessions?