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Child-hood memories both good and bad!
Member Name: kiss_me2070
Date: 06/08/11, updated on 07/08/11 (188 review reads)
Advantages: Hear about my life
Disadvantages: you may not want to hear about my child-hood!
As I child I remember both good and bad memories, unfortunately some bad things we don't tend to forget and are scarred by them for the rest of our lives. On the other hand we will all have some good memories that will bring a smile to our faces when we think of them. I'm going to start with a few of my favourite memories.
I shared a room with my sister and we were always very close to each other. She's only 2 years older than me and we had the same interests so were always playing together and doing other things together. We had so much Barbie stuff it was unbelievable, every Sunday we used to get it all downstairs and take it in turns to choice various Barbie furniture and clothing for our dolls. We then used to each pick a part of the room and set up a little house/room for our Barbie dolls. We would play together for ages and if we weren't doing that we were playing board games together. We used to go on bike ride's together and my dad used to take us to the woods for a walk where would often collect conkers and fir cones.
I used to love these as a child. My dad used to take us on bike ride's up to the local shops where they had an old fashioned sweet shop (I'm talking about penny sweet's in jars). We would always get treated to a small bag of sweets or an ice cream. We also spent a lot of time with my granddad, who would always play games with us or help us colour in pictures. I remember one time we all went for a walk in the woods and my granddad got us lost and we have to climb down a big hill, which was covered in leaves and twigs, we all found that quite funny. We used to spend a lot of time at my Nan and Grandad's house, especially on a Sunday where we would go round for tea until late in the evening. In their spare room they used to have a wardrobe with lots of toys and games in and we were always allowed to choose something to play with. My favourite thing used to be called Fuzzy Felt and me and my sister used to play with it for hours. My auntie and Uncle used to live in quite a big house and often we would go over there to see them. I remember one night they had a bonfire and fireworks and we ate some lovely food and were allowed to play in the garden until late as it was still light at 9pm. They used to have these ride on toys there which I loved including a little milk float, police car and a little tractor with a trailer. In their attic they used to have lots more toys and when we went over there my cousin used to take us up there to have a look and play with a few of the toys, until it was time to go home.
***MY BROTHER/SOCIAL SERVICES***
Unfortunately I don't really have many happy memories of my big brother who is 5 years older than me. He was never very nice to me or my sister and always seems to be a problem child. He used to punch us quite a lot and hurt us. In fact it got so bad that we used to have to go and see a lady from social services every single week which I hated. I can't remember everything as I was very small but I remember the lady from social services very well including her name. I also remember having my toe broken by my brother and when my sister was running away from him, her slipping and hitting her head on the metal door frame. It wasn't just me and my sister he was horrible to, it was my mum as well, she got to see what a problem child he was when he tried to push her down the stairs! My dad used to work a lot as my parents were in debt so he was never around to help my mum and I think that's why my mum rang social services for help.
I remember when I was at first school being taken out early. My aunt came to pick me up and took me home; my sister was there with my brother. My dad had, had an accident at work and was in hospital. It turned out that the boiler where he worked blew up and his clothes caught on fire and he was badly burnt. I remember when he came home, he was covered in bandages and was very red and looked sore. I always remember the day he came home but don't remember anymore after that. When I was at first school, at one point I was very poorly. I came home from school and my mum had cooked my favourite dinner (sausage casserole). I ate it but shortly after was sick and felt very ill. My legs looked a funny colour as if they were covered from top to bottom in purple bruises. I remember being taken to the doctor's where I was sick again and then being taken up to hospital. I remember feeling very tired and ill and them taking blood from me. I was put in a room on my own where my mum could stay with me for the night. I remember waking up and them taking some more blood from me in the early hours of the morning. I caught a very bad virus (I can't even spell it) and they hadn't seen anyone with it before. I remember various doctors coming to look at me, even student doctors in groups as well. I was in hospital for a few weeks before I was allowed home again. I got some lovely cards & presents from the neighbour's friends and from the school too.
So there you go, some happy and some bad memories. Not everyone has the perfect life and we always go through bad experiences, but it's those experiences that make us stronger!
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In answer to the questions which have been left for this review . . . I don't have anything to do with my brother since he was found guilty of a horrible crime and got sent to prison.
Summary: Childhood memories!
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