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Things we did as children

Started by Dexter Morgan, August 25, 2008, 04:22:18 PM

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Dexter Morgan

Everybody has stories about crazy things they did as children, or times they most enjoyed in their childhood. This thread will be stories, and discussion about taking a stroll down memory lane from when we were children.
I'll start us on our way.....

As a child I spent most of my life at my Grandparents house. They taught me many things. My Grandpa taught me how to put a worm on a hook,and how to fish. He also taught me to be patient when waiting for fish to bite. He taught me how to find mushrooms, and how NOT to get discouraged, when I couldn't find any. Which was MOST of the time LOL!!! I never could see my hand in front of my face.  :spooked: When we had Easter Egg hunts, Grandpa would walk ahead of me, and he'd say "Hey, I think if you look really hard in this area you'll find one" Of course .... most of the time I was standing on it LMAO!!! He was always patient.  :smitten:

I learned a lot from my Grandma too. She taught me about different plants, and flowers. We used to have tea parties. We loved to make homemade croutons, my Grandma had a secret recipe, and they were the bomb!!!! She always told me about things I did when I was little. I guess I used to sit in the garden ,and eat tomtoes straight off the vine, and sing my heart out LMAO!!!

These are just a few things I wanted to share, and hopefully others will share their stories too.  :yes:
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me

One of the fun things I remember as a child was going to grandma and grandpas house and him hitching the horses up to the wagon and going to the woods to get nuts in the fall.  Grandpa never did learn to drive so that was the way he went to town and did errands unless dad was there to take him in the car. 
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Mr442

The spring after I turned 17, I started doing some farm work for Grandpa.  He needed somone to do the disking in the fields, and they took a chance on me.  We went out to the first field, where he showed me how to lay out "lands" in the field.  He showed me which gear to run in, and explained how the tractor needed full throttle, and that the govenor would take care of the rest.

He watched carefully as I made a few rounds.  Pretty soon he stopped me and told me he was going to the house, and that I should continue on.  It was later when I told mom and dad this same story, that they told me, how good I must have done, as grandpa was very particular.  He later told mom and dad how proud he was of me, and the job I was doing, and that he could send me out and not be concerned.

Yeah, I'm still pretty proud of making him proud.  Damn I miss him. :smitten:
Mr442

Dexter Morgan

Quote from: me on August 25, 2008, 05:09:18 PM
One of the fun things I remember as a child was going to grandma and grandpas house and him hitching the horses up to the wagon and going to the woods to get nuts in the fall.  Grandpa never did learn to drive so that was the way he went to town and did errands unless dad was there to take him in the car. 
That's a nice story me. My Dad's Dad was a horse man. He absolutely loved horses. He actually taught us how to ride.  :yes:
All that I am... all that I ever was... is here in your perfect eyes.... they're all I can see

~Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol~

Dexter Morgan

Quote from: Mr442 on August 26, 2008, 08:58:43 AM
The spring after I turned 17, I started doing some farm work for Grandpa.  He needed somone to do the disking in the fields, and they took a chance on me.  We went out to the first field, where he showed me how to lay out "lands" in the field.  He showed me which gear to run in, and explained how the tractor needed full throttle, and that the govenor would take care of the rest.

He watched carefully as I made a few rounds.  Pretty soon he stopped me and told me he was going to the house, and that I should continue on.  It was later when I told mom and dad this same story, that they told me, how good I must have done, as grandpa was very particular.  He later told mom and dad how proud he was of me, and the job I was doing, and that he could send me out and not be concerned.

Yeah, I'm still pretty proud of making him proud.  Damn I miss him. :smitten:
You must have done a great job.  I know what you mean about missing him. I miss my Grandparents awful bad sometimes. They kind of raised me. When my Grandma passed I almost had a nervous breakdown. She was more of a Mom to me than my Mom was.  :yes:
All that I am... all that I ever was... is here in your perfect eyes.... they're all I can see

~Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol~

Dexter Morgan

Here's a silly one.... One time when I was around 14, a friend of mine, and I were riding my 3 wheeler (that's when they were still legal) down a sidewalk in the town where I lived. So, we're moseying along, and a truck full of guys went by honking, and waving. So what do we do..... we stare, and wave back. Well, I was driving, and when you're not paying attention to your driving, sometimes things happen..... when I turned back, we had veered off course, and I struck a speed limit sign with the handle bar on the 3 wheeler. You guessed it.... we flipped it over. My friend fell off backwards,and I went over sideways with the bike. I jumped up, looked around and said "OMG.... how embarrassing.... I hope nobody saw that!!!" At this point I realized my friend was getting up off the ground!!! Her glasses were hanging off one ear, and she looked completely dazed. I asked her if she was OK,and she said she was. I said "Help me tip it back over" so we tipped it over, and I said "Do you want to ride,or walk back home?" She rode back home. We were afraid we would get in trouble,but since I had wrecked before they just expected it to happen again. The moral of the story is...... when you're driving... pay attention to the task at hand, no guy is worth wrecking over.  :biggrin:
All that I am... all that I ever was... is here in your perfect eyes.... they're all I can see

~Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol~