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Day 7 Favorite childhood toys

11 Feb

Day 7 – Your favorite childhood toys.

Books were my favorite, still are. My bicycle, and my camera.

Reading

Reading (Photo credit: Achifaifa)

When I was 7 years old, my daddy died. I was already an avid reader, but became more of a reader. I would put a book in my basket, along with a snack, and my camera, and head off into the neighborhood. I’d ride around until I found just the right spot. An old oak tree. I’d park my bike, get my book and sit under the tree and read. When I got hungry I’d eat my snack and then I’d walk around and take pictures (if I’m not mistaken it was a Cinderella or a Barbie camera) and then I’d go back to the tree and go back to reading my book. I spent a lot of time alone the year after his death. I needed to grieve and their was always too much going on in our house: too many people asking me if I was okay, did I want to talk about it, how I felt… I tend to be one of those people who needs quiet reflection, time alone, and an outlet such as reading or writing tends to be my best avenue towards grieving or thinking or healing.

Don’t get me wrong, my brother and I had lots of toys. Stretch Armstrong, the board game Operation (which was one of my favorites), GI Joe and Barbies, the Incredible Hulk, Monopoly, card games, checkers, pick-up-sticks, etc. But my favorite thing to do, for as long as I can remember, is read. It’s still my favorite, other than taking pictures.

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Posted by on February 11, 2013 in 30 Day Blogging Challenge, books

 

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4 Responses to Day 7 Favorite childhood toys

  1. andy1076

    February 11, 2013 at 12:30 pm

    So sorry to hear about your dad :( I do remember myself as a kid getting my first G.I joe action figure when I was roughly the same age, I was in heaven! Until my cousin got the helicopter, bastard lol!

     
    • Lissa

      February 11, 2013 at 12:37 pm

      My brother had the GI Joe’s, and the helicopter, and I had Barbies that we duck taped to her pink chairs so that GI Joe could rescue her. I think Barbie dressed in camo rescued GI Joe once or twice as well.

       
      • andy1076

        February 11, 2013 at 7:24 pm

        Nice!! that must of been quite the at home theatre lol

         

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