Micro-Teaching

When my dad was going to Weber State College for his teaching degree, they needed kids to practice teaching on. There were a few times I got to go to night class with my dad, and he or other students would teach me things. For me, it was fun. It was like playing school. They either video taped the lessons, or they were being observed by a professor, I don’t remember. I just remember I thought it was a lot of fun to go to college with my dad and play school.

Radio Kid

Okay, so I wasn't a radio kid, but during the first 11 or so years of my life, my dad was a full time DJ. When we lived in Utah he worked at KZAN, a country station. That was when country was a bit different than it is these days. I think that's the real reason I was so into country, because that was my dad's station. Every day I'd call him to see if he was going to play my song, and he'd tell me what time it was scheduled to come on. I don't even remember what song it was. But we did a lot of things because of his radio job. When I was really little, I got to help make a bandaid commercial. My line was, "Mommy, I hurt." That was it, but it was enough for such a little kid. When I was a bit older I helped with a bowling commercial--"Hey Dad! Let's go bowling!" A lot of times the companies my dad made commercials for would give us stuff. We got free passes to Wild Waters, a water park, we got free donuts from Jolly Rogers, and all kinds of things. I remember once he and my mom took me to an Alabama concert. I think that was where I saw Lee Greenwood, the opening act. I heard him sing "God Bless the USA" before it was the big hit it is now. (It has been for a long time, too--I'm so old.) And we got to hang out with him at the radio station's booth at the fair sometimes. Those were good days. I had fun being a radio kid! Thanks, Dad.