Day 31, Friday: A vivid memory
Its not very vivid, but I have this memory of being at our old house. I was four I think...It is hazy, but for some reason I think back to it a lot. My sister and her friends were all pulling grass and blowing on it to make a loud whistling noise. I tried and tried but couldn't do it. I watched all her friends run around with their blades of grass. I stepped with my velcro tennis shoes and white lace socks on the small brown posts that outlined our yard and went to the top of the little hill I remember standing, looking at the blade of grass and throwing it out of frustration. I looked up and saw the sunset. I remember what it looked like, and I remember how I felt, but thats about it. I felt so calm and peaceful, and I forgot those other kids. I felt like Belle on Beauty and the Beast when she sang "I want adventure in the great wide somewhere" I just remembered bits and pieces. but I like that one a lot :)
I have never been able to blow on a piece of grass and make it work. So I was right there with you.
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