http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvN4cWE7Urs
Diane stirred up some lost memories inside me with her post on Facebook about telling stories. The photo above is around the time I was the biggest liar ever. It's around the time I started public school.
My teacher asked the class what everyone did for Easter vacation and I proudly raised my hand and told the classroom that our family traveled back home to Hawaii for a visit with our grandmother there and we may be moving back after the school year ended. I was an instant hit with the kids! All the questions and excitement from them only fueled ideas for more stories.
An example of a few:
Dad owned the cab company and mom was a nurse.
Lori was an actress.
I traveled with Nanny to far away places and so on...
The one that broke my back was when I told the teacher "it's my birthday tomorrow" (when it wasn't). The next day she had a party for me in class. All the kids made me a birthday card and sang to me. The only thing I could think of at the time was OMG what am I going to do with all of these birthday cards? I can't take them home! But, I did. I snuck them into my room and looked over them and cried. That is what broke me.
Such an angelic and cute picture, Susie.
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I don't remember anyone but Jim telling big stories. I'm absolutely certain I did but none of them pop into my head. Maybe you all can refresh my memory.
Good post little sister!
Love the picture and the song too. I didn't realize you girls were such story tellers. I didn't start that until I was older. One time when I was on a plane coming back from Hawaii there was a young Marine sitting next to me and he ask me what I was doing in Hawaii. I was actually there when Earl got R & R from Vietnam, but I told him I had been there checking on a correspondence course on brain surgery. I had experimented on my dog and he died. Well, I learned soon enough my stories shouldn't be so fantastical. When we would go away to bowling tournaments (the girls) if a man would ask me my name I would be Janine Chase" pronounced like the French would pronounce it. I can't think of any other stories at the moment.
ReplyDeleteLove the song! I couldn't listen to it at work. Really, really like it.
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Sadness swirling around me - I'll fill you in soon.
That is so funny. Now Iremember Ben used to do it too. I never knew what I would hear when I went to school. One day I went and the office people rushed to the window and asked where my car was. I pointed to my faded blue Pinto. They laughed and laughed because Ben told them I won a brand new red Corvette off the radio. bwahaa
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