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Writer's Block: Stardust memories
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What is the your most cherished holiday memory from childhood, and why?

Though I had no real comprehension of how hard things were for my parents, back when i was five, for life was constantly full of new sights, sounds, and wonders. 

Curious idea's and examples of nature, science, was a common daily cycle from PBS, to the NatGeo books about the universe to animals.  Piecing together how Richard Scary's Busy Town's places where they showed how things were working in rudimentary simplistic colored drawings, to flipping thru the large tomb of Our Universe's & Medical Journal images of life from the cosmic scale up in the sky, along with this micro-cosmos I couldn't see of the inner workings of myself and all living critters around me.  With how electricity was bringing images thru these pathways of shiny metallic lines, that transferred signals into images onto the tele, or taking speech into the air by using the CB's.  Was enthralled with even the already discovered, to just see where else what I known could be used. 

Parents did a A1 job I must say, at keeping how financially distressed they were being hammered that year, from even casting a hint of gloom over my insatiable desire to experience what else life has out there for me to be mystified in trying to come to understand.


When winter was approaching, they mentioned how things been tuff for them.  Though I was understanding they're concern, the details were still obscured by mental fog.  Over on the workings of the economy, and how jobs would be hard to find.  Which made our existence possible.

They made sure I wasn't going to ponder over all that, for much longer that night.  For while I tried understanding, the magical sounds of pop corn, was soon followed with the tastey smells from the kitchen had me easily amused.  As I was filling my mind in thinking of all the things going on with the kernels, as they popped.  The folx were busy collecting the materials we'd be needing this special night.
The aluminum foil, paper cups, threads with needles was brought.  As they explained, and were going to be showing me how we can make it thru the tuff times, with a lil arts an craft.  Creating decorations for the tree, pop was going to bring on home from our uncles cabin

Well the tree arrived the next day as I slept in, for it was one long night I spent enjoying the warmth of emotions with my family in the living room.  Was one surprised kid, seeing the ol'pick up bed full of snow! Sure I seen pictures an shows with this crunchy, chilly stuff, and of course I idea's how nature did what the refrigerator took its sweet time in making...it was just something so new and odd how water was found in that state in such quantities. In all  it was still a another experience chalked up on a 1st hand account for a never ending insatiable curiosity of mine. (though it'd be 20 years for me to witness snowfall for the first time.)


Was a great time, for having so many new responsibilities, as my mom sewed up a set of camouflage, and dad handed me down a daisy BB rifle of theirs.  Giving me the course in fire-arms safety and introducing me to a new sport of target practice.  Though it was more of their handing down one more step in a continuation on the lessons given by them. In learning we need to be respectful, and responsible in life, for our selves and all living things. Sigh, that there's alot of things in our lives, that have been fashioned and made to better our existence. Which is able to do great harm to others and all critters, from our pets to the rest of the living creatures. When used wrong, and/or with no self control for our actions, with un-reprehensible consequences, that can never be undone...

Which leaves me to being able to say, all of those moments spending time with my folx, and how they made sure I knew i was loved.

By doing their all in helping myself continue in being held accountable for the actions i choose in my life, and doing their best in making sure I would be finding new discoveries. Just like these few first memories, from all the rest that took place, that filled my life; Way back on that december month long ago.


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