Day 18- Tell a story from your childhood. Dig deep and try to be descriptive about what you remember and how you felt.
I had a pretty awesome childhood, not gonna lie. I have a lot of snippets of memories, like the time my parents surprised us with glow in the dark plastic dolphins and butterflies (Stars for the boys) that we could stick to our bedroom walls. I thought they were the coolest things ever!
Let’s face it. I still do!
Or the time me and my sister played with our gigapets in front of the fireplace during the great ice storm of ’98 and made up crazy dances to Britney Spears. It makes me sad to see how childhood has changed, and I hope that I can give my children the sort of childhood that my parents gave me!
One of the memories I have from my childhood, that I can remember the most detail about, is one of the times I sprained my ankle at my grandmother’s house. Now, I tell this story one way, and my sister will tell it another way, and you’d think we’re talking about two different scenarios, but this is how I remember it 🙂
We visited my grandparents a lot when I was growing up, after all they only lived about five minutes away from us! We would have SO much fun running around their big yard, playing on the swingset, and climbing the tree. That. was. the. life. My grandparents also had a ridiculous stockpile of ice cream in their basement because they bought it from those Schwann’s like trucks. Remember the kind of ice cream push up pop with bubble gum in it? Oh yeah. I was ALL about that one!
One time we were all at my grandparents’ house, me and my sister, and my cousin. Maybe my brothers were there, but I can’t quite remember. We were playing on the swingset and it happened to be a super windy day. I can’t quite remember what led to this circumstance, but the three of us were standing sort of in a line in front of each other and a huge gust of wind knocked my cousin into my sister, who knocked into me, which made me fall. I ended up spraining my ankle.
When I was inside the house, I had my foot up on a kitchen chair, and they gave me ice cream, from that marvelous freezer, to make me feel better 🙂 All of the adults were sitting in the living room, and my grandfather stayed with me. He sat at the table with me and said, “I’d hurt my ankle too if that meant I could have ice cream!” It was the best thing ever. I miss him a lot. He always had the best things to say.
Well, there you have it. The most detailed childhood memory I have! What’s a childhood memory of yours that you’ll always remember?