Ten on Tuesday: Childhood Edition
Carole asked for a list of ten things we miss from childhood. I mostly miss people, but people are not things, so I won’t list my gram, the queen of style and sass, or my gramps, who urged me to always keep reading and learning, or my grandma who exchanged letters with me in which she told me stories of her girlhood. I won’t list my neighbors, my CCD teacher, my friends. I won’t even list my pets.
Here is what I’ll list:
1. Playing in the vast open field behind my house. It’s developed now, filled with condos. Luckily, I live across the street from a nature preserve, so I have new woods and fields in which to play.
2. My bedroom. I shared with siblings until I turned 14. I sure miss that room where so much of my life unfolded.
3. Playing outside after dinner. In the summer, I guess I still do when I garden or go on bike rides. But it isn’t the same as a rousing post-dinner game of Find the Guy.
4. Family vacations. We always saw cool places!
5. Reading on the shelf in my closet. When I still shared a room, the closet shelf was a quiet sanctuary.
6. Playmates. I love board and card games. Neal is not such a fan. I miss having the built in gang of siblings and neighbors to play games with.
7. My banana seat bike. It wasn’t really mine; it was a hand-me-down. Pedal brakes, matte black spray paint…I put a lot of miles in on that bike.
8. My grandparents’ house. I suppose that’s like missing them, but I do miss their houses, the particular smells of them, the way they were decorated.
9. The lilac bush by the front door. I spent many hours next to that lilac. I’ve never loved another lilac in the same way.
10. My dollhouse. I passed it on to my niece when she was born, but I don’t think she ever played with it. I suspect it is long gone now, but it was special to me when I was a girl.
How about you? What do you miss from childhood?