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| five childhood things |
| 06.21.05 (11:27 am) [edit] |
Yoinked from Almsie, mom of the cutest dancing clown princess in the world:Five Things I Miss About My Childhood: 1. My dog, Oliver, who looked a lot like this. That dog was the absolute love of my life from the time I was five years old. If my brother pretended to hit me, Oliver would go nuts defending me. He was sweet, loving, and really freakin' smart. He was also afraid of the dark -- no lie. We lived for a while in a modern home where the light switches were fairly low on the wall (the house was built by people with small kids). If you left Oliver loose in the house at night, he'd walk around and flip the switches on with his nose. 2. Dreaming. Wasn't just anything possible when you were a kid? I was a doctor, a writer, an ice skater, a singer, and the wife of Paul McCartney, all at the same time. 3. Hideouts. Finding my own space was awesome, and I have my parents to thank for always having really nice places for us to live, with lots of space. My brother had a room in the basement to pound on his drums, and I could find a place to tuck away and learn to type on the old manual typewriter, and then practice my singing for hours in a little room on my own where I wouldn't bother anyone, or get caught looking foolish as I channeled Linda Ronstadt or Olivia Newton-John. 4. Innocence. Life was less complicated before I knew about sex, drugs, violence, and suffering. Before I knew what rape was, before a friend committed suicide, before I had loved ones who suffered either for themselves or --even worse -- for their children. Of course, I didn't know why Toledo Windowbox was so funny either, so I guess there are always tradeoffs. 5. I can't think of a fifth. I was a fairly unhappy kid, even though I was really lucky. We didn't know about depression. I was a lonely little misfit who probably wasn't as unpopular as I thought, but I carry those awful feelings of unacceptance with me today. I hated the out-of-control way of being a kid -- everyone else was always in charge. ["Goofy Shit," George Carlin] |
posted by: almsthvn (reply)
post date: 06.21.05 (10:27 am)
I miss the innocence, too. I struggle with how fiercely to protect K from it as long as possible - yet if she's wrapped in cotton all her life, she'll never grow or be prepared when she steps out of the nest.
Sigh.
So I'll just go stare at Gerry a little longer and worry about it tomorrow. ;)
posted by: almsthvn (reply)
post date: 06.21.05 (5:53 pm)
oh wow, I had a collie when I was little. Dad says if I got too close to the road, he would nudge me back up into the yard. I was herded!
posted by: JT (reply)
post date: 06.22.05 (4:19 am)
Reply to: almsthvn
We had two other dogs at the same time as Ollie Collie, and he totally herded the other two back towards the house when we called them in. It was so primal and cute!
posted by: readlorey (reply)
post date: 06.22.05 (4:20 am)
I miss my best friend, too. He was nothing but a 55 pound terrier mix but that dog loved me no matter what I did. I will always miss him! He was the absolute best friend I will ever had.
My childhood sucked, too!
posted by: themarina (reply)
post date: 06.22.05 (8:09 am)
The feelings of unpopularity and unacceptance were a big part of my life too, especially hurtfull because my little sister was so well liked by everyone. I did manage to get over it. When I stopped worrying about what other people thought, I started to notice that people DID like me. To this day I still say that my last 2 yrs of highschool were the best of my life and I'd relive them in a second...
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