Originally, this meme was designed to showcase your old mementos and I was tagged by DCR. Sadly, I have no mementos, unless you count the clothes I’m hanging onto from high school hoping one day my post-child body will resemble my pre-child body. Yah, I know, big dreams and fat chance.
But since I have no mementos and no stuffed bears to speak of, I have modified this meme to accommodate my weirdness.
I have this book I put together in middle school. It was required and it took me all kinds of hell to put it together. I don’t remember doing it, but I do remember calling my grandmother to help me gather the supplies I would need to get this project done. I remember it was one of the first “A’s” I can remember ever receiving.
Anyways, this book is a photo album, but the point of the book was to talk about where you’ve come from, where you’ve been. You can imagine at the ripe old age of 11 or 12 or so, we had to make some stuff up to fill the pages, and fill them up I did.
I remember thinking when I finally decided how the whole book would flow, that it would be a great work of fiction about my life. And my was it. I talked about the day I was born like I had been there as an observer. I also talked about professions I wanted to be in and the goals and objectives I had at that age.
The details escape me now because as I write this I am at work, on lunch, trying to grasp at the memory that is the oldest and one of the rare examples of a good thing I could pull out of my history. I remember being proud of myself when I got my grade back and thinking, wow, if my life were really like this, I’d have an A+ life! Yes, that’s a hokey thought but what are you at 11 and 12 if not hokey?
I still have that book in a closet, my Grandmother kept it for me, as well as a certificate I received for perfect attendance in 5th grade. High Achiever!
Occasionally after a move or when I’m looking for something I’ll run across that book and every time I do I stop what I’m doing and I sit down and I flip through those pages and it takes me back. I feel 12 again, sitting there in class, I can even picture the classroom, I had a crush on one of my classmates that year. I think about how my home life was and my school life and how opposite they were. I enjoyed going to school until I reached the high school level, because it wasn’t home.
Later when I’m home, maybe I’ll rummage through the closet and find that book again and take some pictures for you to see it. It looks like a 20 year old photo album until you open it up. I always wear a smile as I look through it because it’s one of the few things I have left from childhood that does indeed make me smile.
There’s also a video floating around amongst my family members of myself and my cousin at Six Flags singing “Smokin’ in the Boys Room” on video in a video booth. Complete with goofy clothes, hammy teenagers and a cheesy background. I haven’t seen it in years, but should I come across it I’ll dub it onto YouTube or something and share..you’ll never look at this MouthyGirl the same I’ll tell ya. Just thinking about that video makes me laugh.
So that’s my bear, if you will, of a memory. Now I’m supposed to tag a few people but I won’t. If you want to participate in this meme, email me with the link to your post and I’ll update mine with a link to yours.
See you tomorrow for GirlFriday!