my memories of being 5
i lived in scotland that year.
other kids at school were beaten with a belt when they were bad, but not the yankee.
we played in a coalpile at recess
i wore a uniform
i wore a kilt once and HATED it
kennedy was shot and i saw my mother cry for the first time
i threw a rock at my friend who lived next door during a game and knocked him out
i forget the dog's name, but if you yelled "hoover!" she would come running to clean up whatever you had spilled.
we took a boat to and from scotland
my sister and i played some sort of game where a railing on the boat was a seahorse that we would ride.
other kids at school were beaten with a belt when they were bad, but not the yankee.
we played in a coalpile at recess
i wore a uniform
i wore a kilt once and HATED it
kennedy was shot and i saw my mother cry for the first time
i threw a rock at my friend who lived next door during a game and knocked him out
i forget the dog's name, but if you yelled "hoover!" she would come running to clean up whatever you had spilled.
we took a boat to and from scotland
my sister and i played some sort of game where a railing on the boat was a seahorse that we would ride.