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When We Were Kids
by Barbara Lynn Terry
Thursday, December 29, 2011
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What do you remember when you were a kid?

When We Were Kids
by Barbara Lynn Terry


I remember a long, long time ago
that I would draw a block diagram
with chalk on the sidewalk and throw
a stone in one of the squares then
hop to pick it up without losing my balance.

I remember playing double dutch during recess
while the boys ran around and acted like monkeys.
I remember the little stars and the rubber ball in a
game called jacks while the boys played marbles
from their heads, I think.

I remember the sleepovers with the girls and how
we would laugh at the silly boys and what they did
that day that made us shun them but not really. I
remember playing with makeup and painting our
nails all the colors of the rainbow.

I remember the fashion shows we put on for mom
and the pizza we had on Saturday nights. I remember
giggling in class whenever the teacher would yell at
one of the boys and getting yelled at for giggling
because good girls didn't do such things.

I remember wanting to be cool like the big girls
because they were cool for their beaus. I remember
my first poodle skirt and saddle shoes, I remember
my hair in a high fashion pony tail, and I remember being
ignored by the boys because I was too young.

I remember the shopping centers we went to (they
didn't have malls like they do today). I remember trying
on everything I liked but
couldn't afford just for a few minutes.
I remember listening to the Wolfman as he brought
rock and roll to me over the radio.

I remember bobby sox, poodle skirts, saddle shoes, pony tails,
chewing gum, and Sunday afternoons at the bowling alley. I remember
the Edsel, the Ford Galaxy 500, the '57 chevrolet and the '57 Buick.
the age between 5 years old and ten years old are the golden years
when girls come into ourselves and become who we are today.

I remember smoking Camel cigarettes behind the garage, and using
mint chewing gum to cover the stale breath it left, so mom wouldn't know.
I still remember, after all these years, the things we did
when we were kids.

© 2011 by Barbara Lynn Terry

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Reviewed by Patrick Granfors 1/13/2012
'twas a long time ago. My first radio was a little transistor job that I slept on under my pillow so I could listen without getting yelled at for staying up late. Patrick
Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green 1/2/2012
I will never forget what a wonderful way you have with words, Barbara Lynn.

I will never forget how you make me laugh and put tears in my eyes at
the very same time.

I will never forget what a talented, loving, intelligent, and resilient person you are.

I will never forget your sensitivity and the way you take time to
reach out.

Love you!


Reviewed by jude forese 12/31/2011
well written memories, Barbara ...
Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 12/30/2011
Wonderful memories to flip through now and then, Barbara! The world has changed so much....I don't think kids have as much fun as we used to when we were children! Thoroughly enjoyed your nostalgic poem...

Hugs & Happy New Year,
Reviewed by Kay P Devenish 12/30/2011
A wonderful journey into a better and less complicated time well written and expressed with humour wit and vivid images.
Best wishes
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 12/29/2011
My memories are perhaps somewhat different but I thank you for sharing yours, Barbara. Love and best wishes,

Reviewed by D. Vegas 12/29/2011
Barbara, Okay, Had my first pair of saddle shoes in the first grade, hop scotch, jaxes, marbles, board games, cutouts, etc. A long---time ago...great write!

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger 12/29/2011
~Barbara~ Enjoying your poem..memories fun I can John in his '57 and white.. tried dad's Lucky Strikes !!
Lady Mary Ann Happy New Year!

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