“We all live in a house on fire, no fire department to call; no way out, just the upstairs window to look out of while the fire burns the house down with us trapped, locked in it.” – Tennessee Williams
I lived in this house for a short eleven months and was honestly so excited to leave. In case you don’t know, Jenks is in the Tulsa Oklahoma area. Although the house it’s wasn’t bad, it was just strange.
There was a loop that you could take and so whenever I and my siblings were bored we’d just chase each other around the loop which was two hallways and a bedroom and was around the bathroom. I genuinely don’t remember much at all from this house. But I do remember that the kitchen was so strangely designed. Everything from where the appliances were put to how the pantry was set up just felt off.
The schoolroom there was rather nice though, it was the formal dining room but schoolroom for us. I vividly remember sitting there and looking outside and seeing my youngest brother doing school in the tree in the front yard and waving bye to the kids on the school bus.
My family quickly knew we weren’t staying in Jenks after we arrived so we didn’t try too hard to settle in. We did the bare minimum while still accomplishing everything we needed to.
Another memory I have from this house is everyone sitting in the bathroom while there was a tornado visible from our back patio. They can’t have basements there so we were just struggling.
As you can probably tell, this place didn’t have much of an impact on my life, it wasn’t bad just not special or memorable.