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Story from my childhood

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Day nine, tell a story from your childhood

There are obviously many childhood stories to be remembered and told. We would have to start a fire and get ready for a long night. Yet, I have to tell only one.

I clearly remember Sundays at the dam. We would wake up hoping for the wind to blow. We had a catamaran. I loved it when the wind would push it over and we all fell in the water. Or holding on to the pipe in the front and being pulled through the water. Or if the wind would calm down, just swimming next to the catamaran, waiting for the wind to pick up again.

Often my parents would buy a bucket of KFC. A big treat for us.

Wish we took more photos way back then.

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2 responses

  1. I also wish I had been able to take more pictures, especially as my knucklehead was growing up…

    December 10, 2013 at 8:25 am

  2. What a lovely memory!

    December 10, 2013 at 5:48 pm

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