a walk down memory land (part two)...

Nov 23, 2005 17:15

Why do we attach ourselves to things even though we know that we will cry when they're gone?

So my parents decided not to move to N.C because Kari was scared to move away from the rest of her family. We moved to Sylvania instead. I was starting third grade at Sylvan elementary. That's the last time I saw my brother. I was 7...that's 13 years ago. My parents owned a wood shop in Blissfield. I remember it being across the street from where it was suppose to be because they were remodeling the other building. Tracey, Hannah, Tess, and Mark lived in Maurenci in an old house with an above ground pool, I remember one of hannah's birthday parties...I hated one of their friends but I dont remember which, I remember waking up the next morning and I couldnt move my head because my neck hurt so bad. I don't remember much about school in sylvania. I remember the play ground, and my friend Ashleigha West. I remember singing snoop doggy dog, and "in the jungle"... I remember art class and making dead fish stamps. I remember the "tree of compliments" and when Suzi Silverman was the one to be complemented I wrote "I like you even though you're Jewish"...I had no idea this was a bad thing, but after that all of the Jewish kids hated me. I remember the White twins, and some kid named Maurice, he used to tell me I had a nice butt all the time. I remember taking etiquette classes at the Convent. I remember taking gymnastics classes at the YMCA. I remember Kevin Ade...I think his name was, he was a good friend, I had a dream about him last night actually, I remember his mom making mac & cheese with a can of tomato soup...delish! I remember Simone, and her rich family, with intercoms in thier house, and a barn where we thought the records were frisbees and we ruined boxes of them. I remember the creek by our apartment. I remember Ali, the little boy who lived downstairs who was Arabic, who's parents were always making rice... and they didnt believe in bed frames...all their furniture seemed to be on the floor. I remember the evil dalmationt that lived at the house on the other side of the wood fence.. I remember our "Fort" behind the matinence shed at the apartments, and there were grape plants on the fence. I remember someone stole my bike. I remember finding some girl's dog, and she came to get it and she dropped her ciggarette butt on the ground then I stepped on it, ow. I remember stepping on a huge rusty nail...that sucked. I remember the playground and the pool, and singing "dont go chasing waterfalls". I remember making arts & crafts and selling them by walking around door to door in the complex. I remember going to Olander park by means of bike, falling into the lake and Cera's dad getting so mad at her for letting me fall, and on the way home I almost got hit by a car because I couldnt reach the ground from the seat of the bike. I remember Auntie Junie's pool & the giant orcha blow up toy. I remember big bubbles with my daddy. I remember mom loosing her wedding ring, and someone finding it, and returning it. I remember the pug named atlis. I remember having to give charm & the cats away when we first moved to sylvania because we couldnt have them in the apartment, I remember crying for hours about it. I remember christmas mornings. I remember sunday morning cartoons. I remember putting liquid dish soap in the dishwasher and the kitchen looking like one of those bubble dance club parties! I remember my very first clarinet. I remember the ORFF concert. I remember dressing up like an egyptian and putting on a play.

There is more but the battery is about to die, and my cat is howling at me...must attend to that. Stay tuned for part three..tonight.
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