I do not ‘remember’ most of the books I have read. I can recall which ones I liked and roughly why I liked them, but I cannot recount the plot minutely or repeat all the points made in a non-fiction work.
Quite please to read this! My wife has a great memory for books read. I do not.
My blog got its name from an idea I tried to popularise: a Class Blog could be a wall display for everyone to see.
My own classroom displays tend to the messy. As I tidy up for the last time, 🎻, I took a few photos of today for my memory box.
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Intriguing
via Steven Splinter
This is a fascinating read! I had a shallow understanding of what aphantasia is before reading this account of trying to remember without access to mental imagery.
Where the comments are interesting too.
I feel I’ve more than a touch of this, I don’t really visualise, have a less than perfect memory, and my facial recognition is poor. I am quite good with knowing where I am and navigation.
Virtually retracing a walk I took this time last year, Troisgeach and Meall an Fhudair 20 Apr 2019, hills, birds, beetles, flowers and frogs. Clear skies & a day alone.
