Like many kids, when i was young, i loved animals. I always asked for a kitten or a puppy but my parents kept saying that the rule at the apartment was "no pets". Although we had a canary for a while, i got a goldfish for my birthday (who didn't survive very long) and two white mice, i still wanted a "real pet".
I did tell the story of when the electrical box caught fire at our apartment, but I saw a bigger fire when i was much younger. Luckily, it was not on our property.
When i was young, we used to spend Christmas at my grandma, but New Year's Day at my great-grandma. She owned a farm and that meant it was a large playground for active kids.
On New Year's Ever or New Year's day, we all have our ways to say bye bye to the old year and welcome the new one. Different families have different traditions, whether they were planned to become traditions or they just happened. In our family, we never had any planned, except one visit to my grand-parents.
I always loved animals, and when i was a kid, i have thought of becoming a veterinarian, probably like many other kids. We lived in an apartment, and cats and dogs were not allowed. I tried several "tricks" to bring in a pet at home, but obviously, this never worked.
A while ago, I shared the story of when i didn't understand why my dad was married since he didn't have a wedding dress. The lesson from this story being "answer only what a child asks, nothing more" always stuck into my mind. Many years later, something similar happened to me with my own daughter, and interestingly, on a similar topic too.
Losing your first tooth might be something that you will remember forever. It is one of those “firsts” that usually stand out as a rite of passage, so to speak. It is often sign that you are growing up (as if you weren’t growing up until that point!). However, do you remember when or where you lost your second or third tooth? Probably less than the first one.
In first grade, we were sitting at long tables, not individual desks. When i went in grade 2, i changed school and we had each a desk. One of those desks where the seat is attached, and at a fixed height. We needed to wait for the janitor, early in the year, to adjust the height of our seat and desk.
For many kids, having a bike means the ability to go play further than before, it means going faster, and reaching a milestone. I got my first bike, when i was 7. It was not a gift, i had to earn it.
In our family, i have only a younger brother. He is 8 years younger than i am so for 8 years, i learned to keep myself busy without a playmate in the house. Even though i had friends in the neighbourhood, i also learned to be on my own.
Sometimes, we can look at someone slipping on the ice and we just can’t help ourselves from laughing, even if we know it is not funny for the person who slip. I guess that is what happens when something unexpected unfolds in front of us.
Halloween was always a fun time when i was a kid. Although i lived in a big city (Montreal), back then we were not worried about crime, poisonous treats and such.
Kids can perceive the world of adults in a very special way. You read about how my daughter, when she was four, mixed up two “stories” to make one that was logical in her mind, but totally hilarious for us, adults. I think that the age of four must be that time when kids learn more, but also interpret more. This story is about me, when i was also four. This story was told over and over by my mom so there is no way i can forget!
When the kids were young (and even now that they are grown up), i always had a fascination to remove splinters. Since we would often do outdoor activities, walk on a wooden boardwalk, play on a wooden deck, splinters were common and the kids knew i could usually take them out using only my fingernails.
Although the rules in school might still forbid chewing gum in class for various reasons, that rule was also enforced when i was a kid. In a way, i was lucky because i never liked chewing gum so it was unlikely for me to get caught, but others did.