Ah, yes....weird by the standards of growing up in an impoverished coal camp community I was! I used to sit by the mahogany floor radio searching for classical music, rather than going out to play with the other kids. When I found something I liked, I'd dance "ballet" around the room. My mother would have anxiety asking why I didn't go outside and play.
On the playground at the three room schoolhouse, I would go out and catch grasshoppers and put them in a milk container, and then go peruse the flowers blooming along the fence, observing the dew on them.
I sang love songs aloud in the classroom during playtime. Kids made fun of me.
Patty