Tag: childhood
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May 26, 2007 06:43 PM EDT --
OKAY, APRIL L. TAGGED ME AND I'M SUPPOSED TO TELL TEN (GOOD) CHILDHOOD MEMORIES AND THEN WHOEVER READS THIS CAN ALSO POST THEIR 10 CHILDHOOD MEMORIES AS I DON'T DO THE "TAG" . . . more
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August 03, 2007 10:20 PM EDT --
What was your favorite game growing up?
Mine was and still is Monopoly.
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October 01, 2008 04:32 PM EDT --
This veers radically away from the light and tranquil stuff that is usually expected from me. Just keeping with the theme of republishing some of my writing here.
Renovations
You talked . . . more
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October 06, 2008 12:32 PM EDT --
Laughing eyes and gossamer hair
angelic innocence without a care.
Cherubic babies with laughing spirits
Time is ticking can you hear it?
Teetering legs with . . . more
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November 29, 2007 01:01 PM EST --
Home wasn't confined to the simple pink frame house on Newton street. It extended into the backyard and even beyond into the forest and wilds of the corn rows and strawberry patches of the bordering . . . more
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April 05, 2007 01:51 AM EDT --
First of all, I haven't touched bologna or Baloney in years but lately especially after reading Ron Jenkins lovely story, well, I seem to crave a fried baloney sandwich wedged between two slices of . . . more
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October 11, 2008 12:23 PM EDT --
I met him when he was 18. He was wearing shorts and a shirt in clashing plaids. I suspected he was motherless. After a few dates I learned that his mother had died when he was three leaving his upbringing . . . more
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February 06, 2008 07:25 PM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
When I was young I danced in a fairy ring
Unicorns lived and the world loved everything
My dreams never came to pass
And the unicorns . . . more
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September 25, 2007 12:58 PM EDT --
These days, I’m doing something in my pediatric practice that I didn’t plan on doing: I’m giving medications to children with attention problems.
When I started working in pediatrics . . . more
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September 17, 2008 11:32 AM EDT --
The Stray
Up until the ripe old age of seven, I thought children should only be brought out for special occasions or to impress company. I had thought that kids were like trophies, . . . more
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April 25, 2007 03:40 PM EDT --
~~~Tell me about your favorite childhood pet~~~
We had . . . more
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May 28, 2007 05:27 PM EDT --
Inspired by Michelle C's post, here are 10 of my childhood memories. Some are happy, some are sad, some are just plain odd! Sit back and enjoy the ride with me.
My parents divorced . . . more
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May 31, 2007 01:15 AM EDT --
I got an email yesterday from my friend Amanda C, saying I'd been "tagged" to reveal 10 childhood memories. At first I resisted, but after reading hers, it reminded me of the many happy days . . . more
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June 24, 2007 01:22 PM EDT --
I remember my eyes tightly closed for
washcloth scrubbings with zest bar soap
the tone of my mother's voice while she worked
trying to erase stained pokeberry
war paint.
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August 02, 2007 02:11 PM EDT --
I have enjoyed reading the articles people have posted on Gather about their childhood memories.....even though they do tend to make me jealous. I have so few memories of being a child. And . . . more
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September 07, 2007 07:39 PM EDT --
When I was a kid, I had horrible nightmares. I often was terrified to go to sleep. One night, my mom told me to imagine something funny... she was wearing a nightgown that had a winter scene . . . more
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September 20, 2007 06:50 PM EDT --
We haven't done this for awhile. Join in if you feel like a little reminiscing.
Finish with a childhood or past memory.
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October 19, 2007 06:38 PM EDT --
We haven't done this for awhile. Join in if you feel like a little reminiscing.
Finish with a childhood or past memory.
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January 02, 2008 02:30 PM EST --
The doorbell rings
Some people are here
Oh, please God help me
my heart is full of fear
I am so small
and so very afraid
I didn't mean to do it
but all this trouble I've made
I try . . . more
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January 15, 2008 10:04 AM EST --
This is another true poem. I gave this one to my grandparents for Christmas a few years ago.
On a cold, blustery day
you picked me up from school
Mom had promised me a Big Mac
and I was hungry . . . more
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