Escape from Napcatraz
Jan. 16th, 2012 09:58 pmIt's never been sticks or stones that've broken my bones.
I did it myself.
My childhood was before camcorders were readily available, but there is a cassette recording of me and my dad talking when I was a toddler. He played it for me once -- probably when I was a teenager, and even then it was old and brittle and required the ministrations of his tape-splicing kit, with its special tape and special knife and everything. It was a fragile treasure, and I won't be surprised if I never get to hear it again (I think of stuff like this when my friends post youtube videos of their kids; this is another kind of scarcity which my generation is the last to experience).
My memories of it are fragile and broken too, but the thing I remember best is how often I said, in this conversation with my daddy, "I do it!"
I do it myself.
It verifies all those stories I have been told about what an independent child I was.
So I broke my arm climbing out of my crib when I was put there for a nap.
I wasn't gonna have no nap!
I apparently didn't even cry much, or visibly look hurt, because my mom and dad didn't think anything was wrong with me. I went through the rest of a busy toddler day (including lifting weights with my dad) before my arm swelled up at suppertime and my parents freaked out and took me to the hospital.
I'm kind of impressed at this as I am not such a bold person these days. This happened when I was too young to have any memories of it, but I like to think this has helped make me the person I am.
I did it myself.
My childhood was before camcorders were readily available, but there is a cassette recording of me and my dad talking when I was a toddler. He played it for me once -- probably when I was a teenager, and even then it was old and brittle and required the ministrations of his tape-splicing kit, with its special tape and special knife and everything. It was a fragile treasure, and I won't be surprised if I never get to hear it again (I think of stuff like this when my friends post youtube videos of their kids; this is another kind of scarcity which my generation is the last to experience).
My memories of it are fragile and broken too, but the thing I remember best is how often I said, in this conversation with my daddy, "I do it!"
I do it myself.
It verifies all those stories I have been told about what an independent child I was.
So I broke my arm climbing out of my crib when I was put there for a nap.
I wasn't gonna have no nap!
I apparently didn't even cry much, or visibly look hurt, because my mom and dad didn't think anything was wrong with me. I went through the rest of a busy toddler day (including lifting weights with my dad) before my arm swelled up at suppertime and my parents freaked out and took me to the hospital.
I'm kind of impressed at this as I am not such a bold person these days. This happened when I was too young to have any memories of it, but I like to think this has helped make me the person I am.
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Date: 2012-01-17 06:51 pm (UTC)(BTW, there's a typo, you misspelled independent.)
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Date: 2012-01-18 11:27 am (UTC)Again I haven't seen it in years, am not sure it'd even work any more, and would probably find it hard to watch my brother on it now anyway, but it's such a nice thing to have had.
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Date: 2012-01-19 10:34 pm (UTC)And as I said above, the pain was quickly forgotten and doesn't seem to have done me any harm, where the story has brought me (and my mom who keeps telling it to me) a bunch of smiles, now that it is safely in the past.
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Date: 2012-01-26 08:25 pm (UTC)But then even when she was a baby, I got the impression that she had very definite opinions about things.