Naps

I was just reading a meme on my Facebook feed about naps and it triggered a memory.

When I was about four and/or five, my mom worked as a real estate agent and we were looked after by a woman named Mrs. McGarrity, who looked after quite a number of kids in her home. I don’t recall how many there were but each day after lunch we were supposed to lie down on the floor for a nap. There seemed quite a few of them aside from me and my two brothers, so I’m guessing there might have ten or more kids there. Anyway, when it came time for a nap, I would never sleep and she used to get highly annoyed. Thinking a bit more about it, I think she spent that time watching her soapies and instead of sleeping, I was watching what she was watching. :) Anyway, I remember she eventually got fed up and put me into a bedroom with the door closed. I don’t know what she expected I would do but I didn’t nap there either. I remember I used to get up and walk around the bed and look out the window. I’m not sure if this happened just once or if if became a regular thing.

That’s mostly what I remember about going there, aside from a vague memory of all us kids playing out in the backyard. We only went there for a year or so. When I started school, my mom stopped working and stayed home with my brothers.