Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Wednesdays Question

It's Wednesday so that means it's question time. There isn't a right or wrong answer to this question as everyone has different opinions on any given issue.

So here's this weeks question: Our childhoods are filled with many different memories. Some good and some not so much. What is one of your childhood memories?
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22 comments:

  1. Remembering only the good ones... and my favourite ones would be roadtrips to Penang with my family. We always have fun there.

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  2. I was just talking Childhood memories last night with my sister Janice. Of course, we do that often, but last night we were talking about our favorite Christmas gifts so this story springs to mind...

    I remember one Christmas morning. I was about 5 and Lynda was about 3, or we were 6 and 4, somewhere along there. Our bedroom was one of 2 small rooms on the top floor of the house we were living in at that time. It had a tiny spiral staircase that landed in what should have been the dining room, but my parents used it as their bedroom.

    Lynda and I could barely sleep that night with excitement! We got us, tip-toed as quietly as two kids could on old wooden stairs. We made it down to the bottom! Standing on the stair landing, to our left was the kitchen. Directly in front of us were our snoozing parents (who had probably just gotten to sleep). To our right was the "Promised Land"... the living room where Santa had just delivered toys!

    All we had to do was tippy-toe past our parents and we could see what Santa brought us before anyone else woke up! We giggled and tippy-toed our way into the living room! The Christmas tree was lit and the windows all were adorned with my mother's window candles. The room literally SHIMMERED with Christmas gifts! And then we saw it. Something moved! We grabbed hold of each other and and whispered, "Santa's still here!", and off went scampering back up to our bedroom before Santa saw us!

    Only the next morning in the light of Christmas Day did we realize that the Santa we saw was one of those blow-up punching bags thingys!

    Sorry I missed your birthday, honey. Hope you had a blast! You deserve it! Big hugs xoxo

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  3. Being happy to have two foster sisters and their brother come to live with us. I was an only child and they enriched my life!

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  4. I will never forget the many games we played out there in the streets, in the trees and backyards, (unlike now that kids play inside their room and in front of computers.

    I remember the evenings when the moon is up, we will all be in the streets playing :)

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  5. I'll stick with one of the few good memories I have. My older brother coming over on Sunday and taking us all out for a ride through the country. We were brought up in the City.

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  6. Standing on a bar stool in a friend's basement and "doing the monkey" (a dance) to Simon and Garfunkel's Cecilia.

    Those were the days!

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  7. Just one! Now that's a tough question.

    But, hands down my answer is CAMPING!

    Seemingly every weekend that I could remember before I started working. We'd pack up and drive 90 minutes to a lake where my grandparents and parents kept campers. We'd fish, walk, ride bikes, explore, walk some more, fish some more, enjoy campfires and bbq'd meals. There was no electric and no water. We used outhouses and portopotties and LIKED it! Best times ever!

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  8. One of my favourite childhood memories was being taken to Battersea Funfair London as it was a big attraction then and open every summer it was great to actually go in there even though we lived a short bus ride away,It was always a big treat for Londoners.

    Sadly it was shut down not long after the Big Dipper burnt down LOL

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  9. being at my cousin's farmhouse, about 6 or 7 years old, playing outside all day barefoot and going to bed with crisp clean white sheets and dirty feet! funny memory, huh? (most are not so good)...

    smiles, bee
    xoxoxoxoox

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  10. Darn it all, did we miss your birthday?? Anyway a gigantic Happy Birthday to ya Sandee.
    One of my favorite things about my childhood that I remember is learning how to ride horses. I so liked doing that and did it for the rest of my life. It became my life's work.
    Again Happy Birthday.

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  11. First many a happy returns of your B'day!
    As a school student I use to play cricket day in and day out throughout my summer vacation in the hot sun with my classmates! I never felt tired or bored in those days!

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  12. We used to take these long family driving vacations every year and travel to different part of the US. The best one was either the year we went to New Orleans, or the trip to Disneyland.

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  13. I remember going to the city dump when I was a kid. The dump was a magical place, if you ignored the smell, so full of treasures and possibilities. I always wanted to lug home nearly as much stuff as we dropped off. As I write this I'm looking at a gum ball machine I picked up when I was twelve. It's from the 30s, but the gum balls are new.

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  14. Suffice it to say Ozzie and Harriet didn't live at my house. I don't have a lot of happy memories,and the bad aren't worth going into. Best part of my childhood,growing up and getting out of it.

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  15. Every summer for one week, me and my brother would go stay with the grandparents out at the lake house. They always had so many things planned, and the week would fly by SO fast. Boating, swimming, a small town with an old style main street, etc etc ...
    We went every year till I was about 13 or 14 years old.

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  16. one of my favorite memories is roasting hot dogs in the basement fireplace with my dad. We had our own little picnic in the middle of winter right there

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  17. Getting a little puppy when I was about four.

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  18. Camp. I loved camp because it was 3 hours away near my grandparents so I got to spend time there too.

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  19. Or maybe the dude walking down the streets of downtown Chicago with a faucet glued to his head. I think it's a toss up.

    Joyce
    http://joycelansky.blogspot.com

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  20. Playing with my neighborhood friends till it got dark.

    Big hugs, honey...

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  21. I remember how as kids in the 60's we could go anywhere & not be at risk of harm. It was so much safer for kids back then.

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