Memories.

[Doobz]

well, one of my fondest memories was going to six flags on a field trip for no reason with me friends

it was great, we all went on the rides, having a GREAT time, although i got a little woozy after tackling that twisting batman twice

Me friends would go up to complete strangers, spin around, point at them and yell "YOOUUUAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!" for no reason whatsoever.

coincidentally, i also got me first kiss on the busride back (with tongue too ). only it was a truth or dare game, so it doesnt really count oh well, at least the chick was hot
that was all in 8th grade, last year, and now im in 9th, and most of us have split up into seperate high schools, and ill be moving away at the end of the year to northern Cali

[eMaGyN]

I absolutely adored my grandparents. so i think i connnect to avail on that level

I lived with them, and so they were more like my immediate family... My grandmother (Cendra) was the one who first made my fingers touch the ivory... and I haven't stopped playing since.

A good memory is actually tied into how i chose my name, {{eMaGyN}}... it was late at night, and like most nights, we would be outside... on the porch swing with tea and some sort of home made snacks... My grandmother had a friend over and I was out in the yard chasing fireflies (to this day one of my favorite things are fireflies.)... capturing them and placing them into my own world... giving them names... and figuring out their life story as bugs... lol, her friend laughed and told my grandmother that she thought i was extremely imaginative... and my grandmother nodded and smile... I was watching them... lol, they always had interested me... we caught each other's eye and my grandmother called me over... and asked,
"Ceara, how do you spell imagine?" and she handed me her tea napkin... lol, me still being too young to have a vast spelling knowledge spelled it as i thought it sounded and it came out "emagyn"
Those two ladies chuckled at my attempt... and she took me up on the porch swing and i just remember watching the fireflies...smelling their tea... until i fell asleep.
To this day i still have that napkin...

I think what they say is right... that our best memories will be in our childhood... I think a large part of this is because, as we grow older, we fall underneathe the pressures the world lays on us...
Children don't have that worry. They aren't concerned as to what politics best fit their view economically... or worry about social strain because they lack esteem... they have complete nonchalance towards what we, adults, hold important... and i think in a lot of ways this is how we lose track of ourselves.
So am i saying that we should try to uncover those lost pieces from our childhood? Maybe... but what i'm trying to say with an even greater voice is that we must ensure that the children of this new generation have those chances to make those memories... let them enjoy their childhood... and take an extra step and make sure it happens.


eMa

[Nohimn]

Well... let me tell you all about one of my earliest of memories. I was about 3 or 4, and we had a playground and everything. During playtime, I was bored and I didn't want to wait my turn to play on the slide or on any of the other stuff. Then I noticed that there was a big slide with a hole going through the side, and a little slide. I got a few friends and we stuck the little slide through the big hole on the side of the big slide. It was a hit and everyone loved it. I got too big and I ended up getting stuck at the hole. The teacher got angry because instead of thinking of me as an innovating 4-year-old, she thought of my idea as dangerous and through the slide out of the playground. I got so big that I could reach it from the other side of the fence(she didn't put it too far).

Yes, I M TALL!

[Myhouse43]

"One time, at band camp..."