Do you have any childhood memories, that you would like to share with us?
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NoraLou |
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Posts: 8717 (04/09/08 3:43 PM) Rev. Nora |
I have so many, but I promise to choose one to post before the day is through!
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Posts: 1672 (04/09/08 6:04 PM) |
NoraLou wrote:
Ok Nora. 
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Posts: 35 (04/09/08 7:20 PM) Sigarette |
 childhood memories, huh?! One that has always stuck in my mind
is every time I would ride with my grandpa in his old VW bus...he'd pretend to mistake my knobby little knee for the stick shift knob..and tickle me...it
always used to drive me nuts...but it's a very fond memory of him that I will cherish.
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Posts: 4196 (04/09/08 8:52 PM) Mr. Smarty Pants
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One particular memory of interest that I mentioned to the 60's on 6 guys when they played "My Top 6" list on the Saturday night show (twice)
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When my Mom was a teenager she used to work in a soda/snack shop where there was a jukebox in the corner that had a rotating selection of the latest hits. When they'd take the old 45s out to replace them with new ones, she'd buy the old stock for like a dime a piece. Over the years, she collected boxes and boxes of these old 45s. I remember as a little kid digging through the singles and playing them on my little poratable Fisher Price record player wherever I went. Mom eventually gave me the whole collection as a birthday present when I was older. They're probably not worth much--many are scratched, there are no picture sleeves or anything, some have writing on the labels, but the memories of playing them around the house as a kid, and making up little dances and stuff is priceless. Shane
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Posts: 8728 (04/09/08 9:25 PM) Rev. Nora |
One of the fondest memories I have is lying in bed and listening to my dad sing and play John Denver songs on the guitar.
My brother and I were recalling a childhood memory just the other day. When we were quite young my folks had another couple over for dinner. The man was a very distinguished, well respected seminary professor and his wife was of equal esteem. As he was reciting a rather long and boring grace, my brother and I got antsy and happened to open our eyes at the same time (we must have been about 9 and 6). We started giggling like crazy, much to the consternation of the adults! (Although my dad now admits that at the time he was actually a little relieved we prevented him from continuing any further!  )
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Posts: 400 (04/10/08 3:29 PM) |
I remember when my 2 sisters and I would sleep over at my grandma's house and when we woke up in the morning she would lay on the bed and ask us to imagine
being on a cruise somewhere and ask us what we would wear, what we would do, etc. It was a lot of fun. Later that day she would bake us a cake. She would also
ask us to help her with chores around the house and would pay us. My dad made us give the money back but she always would sneak it back when he wasn't
looking!
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Posts: 154 (04/10/08 4:28 PM) |
Hmm, well one of my favroate memories is when my three bestfriends were over, we were running around like craczy (Monkeeing around) and my mother just had it.
She put on a Monkee VHS and we were entertained the rest of the day!
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Posts: 348 (04/10/08 4:47 PM) |
I have lots of childhood memories... but some might not be appropriate to share, but I will anyway.
My brother was playing t-ball when we were younger (he's 2 years younger than I am) and I was stuck there with my parents and had to use the restroom so badly. However, there were no restrooms around, so I crawled under my parents car and used the restroom there. When we left, the parking lot had a nice little initiation gift added to it. When you have to go, you have to go! ~~~~~~ I also remember listening to my aunt's Monkee records in my basement and dancing around like crazy. As a former dancer, I still love to dance when no one is around that is.... Anyway I used to pretend that my basement steps were 'people' and I was performing a dance show to them. It was so much fun. My favorite Monkee song to dance to, at that time, was "Let's Dance On." I remember playing that over and over again. My aunt always let me borrow those records. I loved them dearly! :) ~~~~~~ As I grew into a teenager and was introduced to the movie, "Dirty Dancing" with Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Gray (pre-nose job mind you) and Cynthia Rhodes. That was fun learning all the dance routines from the movie, as well as the VHS Tape "Dirty Dancing Live in Concert" where they taught you step-by-step how to dirty dance. It was an awesome tape. I still love to dance to that in front of my livingroom window with the blinds closed and I can do every routine on the tape. YAY! ~~~~~~ I have also studied the art of contortion via the internet and watching the Cirque Du Soleil Shows. I am currently practicing to become a contortionist and it is hard work and very unique to say the least. One day I will get there. It is a beautiful art. For anyone wanting to get a better stretch or just more flexibility, here is the website that will teach you step-by-step how to become a contortionist. I do say exercise extreme caution if you are trying these techniques. http://community.simplycircus.com/tutorials/acrobatics/contortionistshandbook/introduction_to_practicing_contortion.htm ~~~~~~ I also remember writing to the Partridge Family telling them that I would be waiting in my front lawn for them to come and pick me up so I could join them. :giggle The things we come up with. Oh yes, I also remember asking the gift shop lady if her husband had a vasectomy when I was a child while my mother was getting her hair done at the beauty salon. The things that come out of children's mouths as well. :giggle
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Posts: 619 (04/11/08 7:23 AM) GOMOTB |
I was born a poor black child.
"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out
how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the
arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without
error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the
triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and
timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat." Theodore Roosevelt..."Citizenship in a Republic,"
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Posts: 404 (04/11/08 9:30 AM) |
The Big Dogma wrote: |
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Posts: 40 (04/11/08 12:18 PM) |
I have a hard time remembering last week.
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Posts: 15 (04/11/08 12:37 PM) |
Mare55 wrote: I agree with Mare55, that put a smile on my face. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3Vp9fQ616k |
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