Monday, 18 September 2017

One big push

Ok, childhood memories... some childhood memories are hard to remember but some you can never forget. Like putting gravel in someone's room. I have to ask, have you ever pushed your baby sister off the couch?

It all started seven years ago. It was a normal evening, I was about 3 years old. I walked into the living room and noticed my spot on the couch had been invaded by a tiny monster who was sleeping in my spot on the couch!  The minute I saw her I knew something had to be done about this horrible


hideous monster? Questions were buzzing round and round in my head. Who was she? Why was she here? I was staring at her, this was torture. Why was she still there in my SPOT!!!
What was going to be done? Maybe I could throw something at her? I had an idea... she was still asleep…. but she didn't know I was there. I struggled as I got on the couch. No one was looking except me. Who did she think she was sleeping in my spot? She was looking like she owned the place. I crept on my hands and knees along the couch, each step bigger than the last, trying to get there as fast as I could while trying to be as quiet as a mouse.

Finally there I sat next to her. Ok I thought just one big push- she didn't move. This time I nudged her, she still didn't move. I swear that she was not a baby, she felt like a huge bulky woman!!! A boulder super glued to my COUCH!!! A  heavyweight BOXER. Whoever or whatever she was I had to give more than a push, more than a nudge, one more big shove and I'd get my spot back. One two three push!!! Suddenly she was gone! In a flash!  She’d disappeared! Vanished!  Where did she go? I was looking everywhere, I was like a doll turning my head 360 degrees. There she was…  still asleep in my mum's arms.

Gretel should know that's my spot. No one sits there except me. Gee she's got a lot to learn if she wants to be in this family. That will teach her never to sleep or set foot or even a finger in my spot ever again. Oh and trust me she never did and know one put her there ever again.

So some childhood memories can be embarrassing, silly, or weird. This memory I definitely always want to remember because I can look back and think gee I was one mean baby. That doesn't mean you have to share all of your memories because some can be really embarrassing but memories can be really cool things to hold onto.




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