Memories

Kingwell By Kingwell, 28th Apr 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/5-d_-_0p/
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Remembering those in-between years when one is not sure if he/she wants to be an adult or remain a child.

Memories

Memories
I’m twelve years old again and making that long walk home from school –alone. It will be dark before I make it, my book bag is heavy too - but it doesn’t weigh as much as the radio battery I picked up at the Co-op store. That’s why I’m so late - I had to stop by the store. My friends are probably home by now, but Dad needs the battery so he can hear the news tonight. He’s blind now you know and can’t read anymore. The radio is all he’s got except when I read to him- and there isn’t much to read, something from one of my school books or a story from the Family Herald. Well, here I am just starting to climb the big hill – man that battery is heavy! Now I’m at ‘the water runs’ but I won’t stop for a drink now as I’m in a hurry to get home – it’s the best water around though, and almost everyone stops for a drink whenever they pass by. There’s the path that leads to Ruben’s Mesh, but it’s getting really dark now and there’s no moon tonight either
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I wonder if mom will come to meet me, she still does sometimes you know, and I think I’d really like for her to come this evening, it’s getting really dark. I pretended to be upset the last time – well, you see I’m twelve now – almost thirteen – and people might think that I’m afraid to walk home alone in the dark. The fact is I am afraid and my heart is nearly beating out of my chest, but I’d never tell anyone that! This battery is so heavy that I can’t walk very fast – I have a lot of books too, I wish the teacher hadn’t given me so much homework. Oh! Is that mom coming over the hill? I think it is – yes- yes it is! Now what can I say to her? Oh why does she have to do this to me? I’m twelve years old now and - - - - -

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Battery, Blindness, Co-Op, Family Herald, Father, Fear, Friends, Kingwell, Mother, Reading, Scared, Unsure

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I am 75 years old and retired.I like writing short stories, poetry as well other articles of interest.

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author avatar Kingwell
28th Apr 2013 (#)

Thank you Steve.

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author avatar Mariah
28th Apr 2013 (#)

Yes Kingwell your mum always knew didn't she!!
I like how you pretended to be
annoyed by her coming to meet you because you had to be a big brave boy at that age
Good read thank you
Mariah

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author avatar Kingwell
28th Apr 2013 (#)

Thank you Mariah.

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author avatar Songbird B
28th Apr 2013 (#)

A really charming nostalgic read my friend..\0/x

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author avatar Kingwell
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Thank you Songbird.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
29th Apr 2013 (#)

You went back years dear Kingwell to share those moments. It is tough to move on to next stage in life mostly because we do not want to leave the earlier one! We do have such moments when the past replays in our minds. For me the hurts too - though I have forgiven them but they need to be stored in our memories to remember that life is not always a blessing - siva

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author avatar Kingwell
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Hi Siva, Thank you Siva, it is often hard to move on to the next stage.

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author avatar Delicia Powers
29th Apr 2013 (#)

beautiful read...those sweet days when life was hard- yet very wonderful...thanks Kingwell!...this brought memories and tears to my eyes...:0)

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author avatar Kingwell
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Hi Delicia, I couldn't have described it any better than you have done, They were hard yet wonderful. Thank you for visiting. Blessings.

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author avatar C.D. Moore
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Wonderful, touching story Kingwell.

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author avatar Kingwell
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Thanks C.D, It's the way I remember it. Those radio batteries back then were huge and weighted about ten pounds too. lol!

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author avatar Shirley Shuler
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Beautiful, Kingwell. Thank you for taking us with you on your trip down memory lane.

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author avatar Kingwell
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Hi Shirley, Glad you enjoyed it.

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author avatar LOVERME
7th Oct 2013 (#)

Remembering mom
we all love our youth … splashed acro.............

you don't now come my way ...perhaps now u may ........
to read the memories of mom ..alas not in vain

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author avatar LOVERME
8th Oct 2013 (#)

Your inspiration had inspired me to compose a mommy's poetry...
many across the internet have given 10/10..
the credit goes to you dear friend King!

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