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2007-05-03 23:25:10 · 20 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities Books & Authors

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I remember being in my parents car and watching the moon. I used to think it was following me b/c it was always there.

2007-05-03 23:30:33 · answer #1 · answered by nomadic10denc 2 · 0 0

Will always remember by 10th birthday. I was hoping to get the best gift for Christmas but it did not appear under the tree. For two weeks after Christmas, I hated my parents.

And one day I arrived in our apartment. They were both sitting on the sofa and very quiet. I said nothing and went to my room. My father called me.

"Happy Birthday," he said.

"Thank you," I said for I still hated them.

"There is something for you," he said and pointed to a big box.

There was nothing I could say. My heart was pumping heavily when I saw that box -- inside it was my Remington Quiet typewriter, just what I wanted to write.

I love my parents. That was 50 years ago and I still have my typewriter.

2007-05-04 06:43:00 · answer #2 · answered by bilway2001 2 · 1 0

Mine was when I cut half my thumb with a steak knife in autumn, I was trying to make a hole in a conker. I think I was about 5 or 6. That hurt I still have the scar 19 years later.

2007-05-03 23:36:39 · answer #3 · answered by Danielle P 2 · 1 0

I remember when my parents were still together living in the same house...that was unforgettable to me.

2007-05-04 04:47:05 · answer #4 · answered by everafter 2 · 1 0

Getting drunk on my fathers home brew at the age of 18 months.

NB: Unless you intend to supply your product to a supermarket chain do not make your own beer, wine or spirits.

My first musical memory was listening to ABBA driving down to the Dordogne.

I suspect my parents secretly work for Mossad.

2007-05-04 00:50:13 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 0 1

Being at my parents' old farm, sat on a tree while watching the sunset during warm summer afternoons..singing my heart out...while my brothers and their friends played football or made a fire...later on, I joined whatever they were doing.

For some reason I'm feeling really old now...

2007-05-04 01:39:00 · answer #6 · answered by natsangas53 1 · 1 0

There is no book like The wind in the willows by Kenneth Graham. I loved it so much I bought it for my Grandson's christening present, bound in silk!

2007-05-04 07:01:04 · answer #7 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

being chased around the kitchen table by my family doctor, before he stabbed me in the *** with the syringe for some childhood illness, I couldn't sleep on that side for a week!

2007-05-05 11:30:00 · answer #8 · answered by Anonymous · 1 0

Being outside with my dad while he was working on the car and trying to get under there with him, i was a lil greasemonkey, and a daddy's girl, he passed when I was 12.

2007-05-04 03:37:30 · answer #9 · answered by angel_kat 2 · 0 0

Running round the garden and getting sprayed with water from the hose.

2007-05-03 23:43:59 · answer #10 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

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