tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post8313125639232841068..comments2024-02-28T19:37:14.696+01:00Comments on moments of perfect clarity: just call me snow whitejulochkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-13861646774170773452009-05-03T23:09:00.000+02:002009-05-03T23:09:00.000+02:00TOTALLY sounds like me, too! what a great story!TOTALLY sounds like me, too! what a great story!mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05245587915511203917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-29859363181081086182009-05-02T16:29:00.000+02:002009-05-02T16:29:00.000+02:00its amazing the things we remember that happend ye...its amazing the things we remember that happend years ago...and depending on how traumatizing it is...thats how much more details you will rememberbearer of threehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03230183341225716194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-53091234901105127622009-04-28T17:37:00.000+02:002009-04-28T17:37:00.000+02:00innerspace yoga--that is HILARIOUS!! i love it and...innerspace yoga--that is HILARIOUS!! i love it and i'm glad i'm not the only one it happened to...tho' we were prebyterian and i was dropped off with the lutherans. now i'm not really anything, but am thinking of looking into the old nordic asa religion. :-) thanks for telling that funny story!!julochkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-89061001539947581262009-04-28T17:33:00.000+02:002009-04-28T17:33:00.000+02:00I was just enjoying your blog, having randomly stu...I was just enjoying your blog, having randomly stumbled upon your postings. i, too, was once dropped off at a nice little Presbyterian Bible school at a church we did not regularly attend. Being the good, obedient little girl I was, knowing one should never tell strangers one's own name or her brother's, I said my name was Jenny and my brother was little Bob. My mom was given a strange Mother's Day card that day, signed by children who were not hers, this Jenny and Bob not Kelly and Brad. We never returned. We were liars. Now I'm a Buddhist.Innerspace Yogahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08884141647708888682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-9394406693887587262009-04-27T04:15:00.000+02:002009-04-27T04:15:00.000+02:00Deja vu all over again!
Actually, it was nice to ...Deja vu all over again!<br /><br />Actually, it was nice to read this in a more full blown way.Magpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15460136246441367993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-82821216605974273882009-04-27T01:56:00.000+02:002009-04-27T01:56:00.000+02:00I love this story/memory.
I also do not like walk...I love this story/memory.<br /><br />I also do not like walking into a room where everyone already knows one another. I've gotten much better with it over the years, but this used to cause me great anxiety.<br /><br />Now I just try not to think about it ;) I really enjoy your blog!!Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09542024214304554108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-12456775510291084272009-04-26T23:24:00.000+02:002009-04-26T23:24:00.000+02:00Those are some nicely-pressed pleats in your synth...Those are some nicely-pressed pleats in your synthetic fiber pants! Good thing Mom developed some taste when she dressed ME! Red and bawling, right?Monicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01744602248821996939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-45296506588303028022009-04-26T18:52:00.000+02:002009-04-26T18:52:00.000+02:00What a sweet little story. Poor creative child!
Br...What a sweet little story. Poor creative child!<br />BrendaBrenda Pruitthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14544794729410559072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-36533358175606051152009-04-26T18:11:00.000+02:002009-04-26T18:11:00.000+02:00Oh snow white.... your mom sounds more like the ev...Oh snow white.... your mom sounds more like the evil step mother than a mom. <br /><br />My favorite memory that my sisters and I kick around is my mom buying herself candy bars to eat but not us. She would eat them in front of us. If my kids ask for anything or even a bite of what I have, I just hand the whole item over!!! I am middle aged and chunky... they are the ones who need to fatten up!<br /><br />My younger sis and I think we missed out on the fat to grow boobs!! We feel permanently damaged LOL!!!<br /><br />Maybe too much info... see you later.Hit 40https://www.blogger.com/profile/18043350255090631652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-63026939847943292702009-04-26T05:35:00.000+02:002009-04-26T05:35:00.000+02:00what a wonderful story!
Have a great time....what a wonderful story! <br />Have a great time....Blonyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02087216971146966912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-78696230361674823762009-04-26T03:41:00.000+02:002009-04-26T03:41:00.000+02:00Awww...that's terrible! I can't imagine dropping y...Awww...that's terrible! I can't imagine dropping your own child off at a strange place and just leave. <br /><br />If nothing else it may have made you stronger in some ways.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07041311396688134418noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-45361550970410686742009-04-26T02:48:00.000+02:002009-04-26T02:48:00.000+02:00Great story...It made me smile...being the same ty...Great story...It made me smile...being the same type of little girl and all.Poetry in the Global Boxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09521048395407696378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-1938152585455596302009-04-25T23:44:00.000+02:002009-04-25T23:44:00.000+02:00it's really, really interesting to me that people ...it's really, really interesting to me that people find this story much more sad than i intended...i was actually trying to be quite humorous. i realize i kinda blew that in the last paragraph, but it's been a very interesting learning experience.<br /><br />thank you all for your thoughtful comments.<br /><br />xox,<br />/jjulochkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-69392604438157158782009-04-25T23:28:00.000+02:002009-04-25T23:28:00.000+02:00How sweet and how sad!
I remember another little ...How sweet and how sad!<br /><br />I remember another little girl being sent with money to the join the girl scouts alone in second grade. She chickened out and walked the mile home instead because she was afraid.<br /><br />She still doesn't do anything alone if it can be avoided.Indiri Woodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07107905468709485217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-53841427486857510062009-04-25T23:22:00.000+02:002009-04-25T23:22:00.000+02:00what a cute story! please visit my blog: http://lo...what a cute story! please visit my blog: http://losingweightisnoteasy.blogspot.com/ellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01474388739119575409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-2000202561581026612009-04-25T21:25:00.000+02:002009-04-25T21:25:00.000+02:00what nice sami stones you have pitctured in your h...what nice sami stones you have pitctured in your header! they must be norwegian, surely?Privatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03018596012893869692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-85906722864508616592009-04-25T20:07:00.000+02:002009-04-25T20:07:00.000+02:00my four year old dgt calls her self little red rid...my four year old dgt calls her self little red ridding hood. :) my parents left me at an aunts house in a diferent city for a whole month when i was 4-5...and when my dad came back for me, i forgot him, and would not go to him... that has some never forget memories...Lenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17348923263045900069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-39267784576948529462009-04-25T16:56:00.000+02:002009-04-25T16:56:00.000+02:00what a wonderful story! and the picture just says ...what a wonderful story! and the picture just says it all =)Miss Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04603012486943875834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-10929172523990948062009-04-25T15:42:00.000+02:002009-04-25T15:42:00.000+02:00I love to hear childhood stories! They're always ...I love to hear childhood stories! They're always so heart-breakingly honest and still endearingly silly. How cute!Laura Doylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14407229726272149440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-14910252388618078132009-04-25T14:51:00.000+02:002009-04-25T14:51:00.000+02:00This is a poignant story and I find it interesting...This is a poignant story and I find it interesting that the little girl stood steadfast in being Snow White.Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13915962999372304054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-75601546208708219822009-04-25T08:08:00.000+02:002009-04-25T08:08:00.000+02:00I had a bad experience with an elevator once. It ...I had a bad experience with an elevator once. It broke and I was stuck in it for 3 or 4 hours. I was actually saved by an <A HREF="http://weaversrepairshop.blogspot.com/" REL="nofollow">Auto repair man in Kannapolis</A>. The repair guy was able to open the doors and get me out. <br /><br />W.T.Auto guyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16033884890854387683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-42187883025780758282009-04-25T06:27:00.000+02:002009-04-25T06:27:00.000+02:00oh my, it's amazing how much things have changed i...oh my, it's amazing how much things have changed in the last 30-40 years. my mom told me how she was in the hospital as a child <I>for weeks</I> without seeing her mother more than a few hours a day. it was considered best for the child to be taken care of by the nurses, time to rest and not getting too much excitement. she herself worked in the 60's in a nanny agency, where people would just call and have a nanny show up when needed. kiss the kids good bye and leave them in the hands of someone they'd never met before. i guess people just weren't as sensitive about the emotional life of children back then.et lille oejeblik - a little momenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05159607057010663014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-81712763872740773052009-04-25T05:35:00.000+02:002009-04-25T05:35:00.000+02:00Oh goodness, that is terrifying!!
xoxOh goodness, that is terrifying!! <br /><br />xoxheidikinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00525478381785640543noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-22666624844698063762009-04-25T05:12:00.000+02:002009-04-25T05:12:00.000+02:00Awww, that seems such a familiar feeling. That's s...Awww, that seems such a familiar feeling. That's such a sad little tale.<br /><br />I wonder if we all called ourselves Snow White at one time or another? I used to call myself that when my mom made me sweep the porch and then I would sing that song about Prince Charming.tangobabyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01288974184200212536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7131844.post-8276065788513652892009-04-25T04:50:00.000+02:002009-04-25T04:50:00.000+02:00how awful for the little one.how awful for the little one.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com