The Prompts: 5.) What made your childhood bearable? Write about it.
Number one: My Piano. For an entire year, I ran around my grade school, hunting down vacant pianos. I learned the notes. I learned how to place my fingers on those beautiful ivory keys. Then, finally my parents caved in. I got a piano of my own. Of course, my father would tickle the ivories from time to time too. Sadly, once I started sounding better than him, he stopped.
Number two: The Black Stallion. Oh ladies and gents. Before Harry Potter and Anne of Green Gables, there was ~cue trumpets~ The Black Stallion. *sigh* The story of a horse and a boy *I always imagined a tom-boy* but hey, still, a child.

Number Three: My Father's Record Collection. I must have played the vinyl records over and over. Cher's "Gypsies Tramps and Thieves" was a remarkable fav. Then there was ABBA, "Voulez Vous" ah huh! My sister and I were making Karaoke popular before it was even a craze.

Those are the four main staples that made my childhood bearable... The only other thing or person I could add would be my Aunt in PDX. My Childhood without my Aunt would have most certainly ended in grave despair. I am sure that is a story for another day...



4 Left me pearls of wisdom:
Barbie's rocked. I guess they still do...unlike those skanky Bratz Dolls.
Barbie's rocked. I guess they still do...unlike those skanky Bratz Dolls.
Do you rememeber the Barbie Bust? It was just her head - girls could put makeup on her and style her hair ... that was freakie.
Glad to hear that your better we will have to hang soon!
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