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Who knows? We're of the opinion that some who profess to be experts need to have their heads examined.
Childhood for most is a is a long forgotten era and for some that is the best place for it. We all know terrible things happen to children and that as adults all we can hope to do is help them muddle through it. We've never ignored this fact, but for those whose childhood was as close to average as possible we're posing a few questions for memories that are too small and insignificant to rate a full column.
Do You Remember:
When stumping your toe or skinning you knees was considered normal?
A rope swing over a creek?
Standing in line at school to get the dreaded typhoid shot?
Someone yelling, "Don't slam the screen door?"
Catching lightening bugs and putting them in a jar?
The joy of waking up and knowing you didn't have to go to school?
Failing to catch the ball for the winning out?
Your first two-wheeler?
Walking through mud with it squishing up between your toes?
Finding a prize in a box of Cracker Jacks?
Licking the beaters when someone baked a cake or made cookies?
Turning your head to see if Jesus was watching your every move and having that sharp little pain shoot up the back of your neck?
Dimmer light switches on the floor boards of cars?
Your first taste of coffee?
Catching your first fish?
What happened when you told your first fib?
Cracking peanuts with your teeth?
The death of a beloved pet?
Trying to smoke Catalpa bean pods for cigarettes?
Hiding and listening in on grownup conversations?
A Valentine from someone you didn't like?
The first real money you earned all on your own?
Finding your way in the dark and wondering if spooks were following you?
Watching it snow and praying for a snow day?
The first time you got behind the steering wheel to drive?
Taking a walk with someone special?
If you can remember and answer yes to most of our questions, then we'd say you had a rich childhood despite individual circumstances.
Can you add a few more to our list? It has to amount to a hill of beans or it doesn't count.
Nash Black, author of Games of Death
