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Most Enjoyable Memory?
13 years ago
In my psychology class, which happens to be the only class that I truly enjoy, we have bellwork questions each day. Just something to get us in the mindset. One of the questions we had was "What was the best day of your life?" I gave some bullshit answer and let it be. But I got to thinking about it, and it led me to the question "What is your most enjoyable memory?" I though back to a time when I was around 4-6 years old. I was at my grandmother's house and my cousin was there as well. He introduced me to something that I have loved ever since. Video games. The N64, to be more specific. We played Goldeneye and Mario 64. I figured out the controls, but I didn't understand the objective. I died a lot in 007, and drowned once in Mario 64. It is one of the fondest memories I had as a child. Ever since, I have found myself drawn to the freedom that video games give me.
He also taught me the first few lines of "Baby Got Back".
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What is your fondest memory?
He also taught me the first few lines of "Baby Got Back".
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What is your fondest memory?
i was born before personal computers, my parents were born when beasts of burden were still a common sight in cities, and only the very wealthy owned cars, and only the wealthy AND daring had ever flown in an airplane.
that much can and does change in as short a span as 30 to 50 years. will within nearly every ordinary lifespan. in another hundred, if there are ground cars at all, they won't be propelled by petrolium based fuels.
my other favorite memory would be the first time i say a model railroad, moving under its own power, with working signals. i was less then one year old. my dad worked for the railroad too. so at any rate trains, and a world in which they figure prominently it its infrastructure, is my first and most enduring love.
riding on trains and watching them go by, these are my happy times. also being away from human people and all their pettiness, out in the woods somewhere. the love of non-human creatures when they choose me.
living in a railroad company town, where the snow in the winter completely covered the houses, and the houses all connected together by snowsheds, and to the snowsheds over the tracks.
gardens with winding paths, and singing with the coyotes while filling the water truck from the creek and seeing the desert night sky while doing so.
my life having been so diverse with so little of it having to be about money nor the stress that would have gone with making it more important to me, even inspite of all i've so often lived without for the sake this.