Feeling kinda nostalgic?

Well the first prompt is out for "When I grow up" and it includes sharing a little bit of nostalgia and reminiscing about some childhood memories... which I really detour easily on! hehe

Now on the class mail list I've already reminisced about my young career path as a mural artiste (read: I used to draw on the walls with Crayola crayons rather than paper pads! oops) and my rather extensive stationery stash obsession from an early age (Rainbow Brite colouring set and ET stationery set) including collecting smelly erasers. hehe

But the childhood memory I think I'll share isn't all that clear in my memory although I know for a fact it happened and I did have this phase I went throuhg...

Anyway I was 4 years old and we'd moved house not that long ago to a totally new area. My mum was expecting my brother and didn't have long to go at all... It was summer and my favourite pastime was to ride my bike with my friend Caroline from a couple of doors down up and down the pavement that stretched between the two lamp posts nearest our houses as Caroline's mum would look on from the gates of their house. Well I was forever being asked by neighbours when they saw me out and about how my mum was and whether I had a little brother or sister yet. I get sketchy on how this conversation arose but apparently on a number of these little interactions with neighbours where asked questions about various things, I would relay totally wild and untrue answers!

Like I was once asked where my dad worked, and one of the more colourful answers I gave was that he worked in a "car horn factory" another time he worked in a "bicycle bell factory" - do we see a pattern here? I really did like the horn on my bike as it was a very nice and unique sounding horn... Alas not pink like this, but still far superior to a bicycle bell...

So yes, I had managed to tell a few stinkers and it was no less true every time someone asked whether my mum had had the baby yet.

Well answers ranged from "yes, I have a brother", "yes, it was a girl" to "yes, she had triplets!!"... so by the time the real event rolled around no one was really asking with any seriousness (especially the neighbour who had embarrassingly passed the news down the street umpteen times), so when I answered that "yes, I have a baby brother and he looks like a giant potato" no one believed me and it took a few days for news to finally filter down the street that my little brother had indeed arrived when my dad confirmed it to the next door neighbours who'd laughed it off.

So the moral of the tale... is there one? I was but a child and I had a very vivid imagination hehe - and a knack for embellishing around the edges a bit! LOL Thankfully I didn't turn into a big time liar, although I did hone my skill at telling a few porkies at crucial moments, especially when it'd get my brother into trouble as revenge for something he'd got away with (and totally unfairly at that) previously! I was not all bad at 4/5, in fact I was most angelic when I was bridesmaid to my Uncle Mark and Auntie Pam and even did a few turns serving and entertaining guests - it's something my grandma always reminisced about with fondness, remembering that little girl with impeccable manners who was so polite to all these people she didn't know.  Bless. She rolled that tale out many a time - even at my university graduation!

After all - I did look kind of angelic even at two...

Comments

[shimelle.~*]

Once and only once in my life I gathered the courage and insanity needed to enter a tattoo parlour. I carefully explained and sketched my design of choice -- something very small in the shape of a star with a series of lines next to it. In that overly serious tone that one can have when one is really too frightened to be herself, I asked if that would be possible.

The artist replied, 'Oh yeah. That's the Rainbow Brite logo.'

And then I left. Quickly.

[helsbells]

Love the rainbow brite picture!!

I've just found my 'My little Pony' sticker book...it's very cool!!!

[Natty]

Well that was quite an epiphany Shimelle! :oO No wonder you left... and quickly at that... LOL It's all that subliminal messaging through cartoons, man if you ever watched them back now you would really wonder at what mind they came from! I think my brother and I watched an episode of HeMan not so long ago being repeated, boy... what did we ever like about that show! LOL

I did toy with having something cute a la Betty Boop tattooed somewhere but heck it takes me hours to choose a font for a LO never mind the right font to have tattooed on my posterior for posterity! LOL

Plus I had a phase of considering something with a totally deep meaning - but never found the right symbol - there's still time, but to be honest I've kinda gone off the idea since those cookware adverts with the old lady cooking with her pans and her rather faded tribal arm band... I worry enough about my bingo wings now... never mind when I'm 80.. :oS

[Latharia]

I'm having a flashback now, with Rainbow Brite. Thanks.

[Tree]

ooh yes, weren't you the rik rak Queen eh ? very cute :)

[Sarah]

Oh Nat, you were very cute - I can tell it's you. I love the Rainbow Brite - I had the wallpaper, toys and Video. I wish some of the shows were still on, I loved The Sooty Show, Dangermouse, Inspector Gadget and George & Mildred. I did see an episode of George & Mildred recently and thought 'oh - it's not really that funny' just like the previous comment about He-man. Maybe we should just remember things as they were instead of hunting them down again.

[Heather (in Scotland)]

I've enjoyed looking at and reading all your "When I Grow Up" entries. LOVE the papers and embellies you've used!