As I am sure most of the world knows, we are all dealing with having to be isolated, away from each other. Many of us are dealing with having to be on our own, alone. And that is very new. I am enjoying my hermit mode but today I wasn’t interested in reading or watching TV, I wanted to think, I wanted to remember. So I made myself a little challenge: how much could I remember of my childhood. To put things into context I have more than six decades of experiences to remember.
Because I have lived in so many places and I know what years I did, I can calculate where my memories fit in the whole scheme of things.
Winnipeg, Manitoba ages 0-5
I remember my very first friend: Tanis. I liked dogs better than I did most children. Tanis was a boxer. I don’t remember any of the kids.
Kirkland Lake, Northern Ontario ages 5 – 8
I remember picking blueberries for my mother to make a pie. I had a pail but I probably ate as much as I put in that pail. I remember the rocks we had to climb. It was part of the Canadian Shield. If I think hard enough, I can feel the stone beneath my hands and smell the grass. I remember the houses we lived in, that I played in. I remember a horse and sulky racing along the main street. (A sulky is a lightweight cart with two wheels and a seat for the driver)
Saint John, New Brunswick ages 8 – 13
I can remember walking back from a local swimming hole with a group of boys and girls and it was hot. It was hot enough that I took off my shirt. A boy came up to me and was horrified that I would take my shirt off, he told me it was not allowed because I was a girl. I’m retorted that I might be a girl but I didn’t have anything to prove I was a woman. Or something along those lines. His comment upset me and I went home and told my mother. I don’t remember her reaction but I don’t remember being upset again. I also did not take off my shirt again, in public.
I remember watching kittens play beneath the feet of huge horses. It was a working farm that my friend Marion lived on. The horses were Clydesdales or Percherons, really big working horses but so incredibly gentle. I remember playing with the piglets. Until they grew up and became mean. They were destined for the pot. I spent a lot of time on that farm. The family was so incredibly generous.
I remember Kathy T. and her cat Rusty. Rusty was an outdoor cat at Kathy’s home but he was best friends with my dog Beau and would come and sleep on my bed at night.
I could continue but this post is long enough. I am pleased that I could still recall those idyllic times. The person I am today was formed in those distant times and I was lucky, my childhood was a positive one. I plan on one day in the future, looking back on these days. It has been a rough time but it could have been worse. I am thankful for the blessings of today, small though they may be.
I enjoyed traipsing through my past. If your past is remembered, it is not gone. How about you? Any memories you would like to remember?
The Canadian Shield is a large area of exposed Precambrian igneous and high-grade metamorphic rocks (geological shield) that forms the ancient geological core of the North American continent. Glaciation has left the area only a thin layer of soil, through which the composition of igneous rock resulting from long volcanic history is frequently visible. With a deep, common, joined bedrock region in eastern and central Canada, the Shield stretches north from the Great Lakes to the Arctic Ocean, covering over half of Canada and most of Greenland; it also extends south into the northern reaches of the United States. Human population is sparse and industrial development is minimal, but mining is prevalent. WikiPedia