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Friday, April 30, 2010

I Was the Kind of Kid....

I was the kind of kid who dreamed of long Rapunzel hair, even though my mom kept mine functionally short.

I was the kind of kid who feared ghosts.

I was the kind of kid who loved class fieldtrips far away so I could spend long chunks of time daydreaming on the bus.

I was the kind of kid who was never without a band-aid or a bruise.

I was the kind of kid who faked sleep in the car just to be carried inside.

I was the kind of kid who imagined tiny villages between the squash plants.

I was the kind of kid who ate more pancakes on Sunday mornings than my dad.

I was the kind of kid who stuck out my tongue when I drew pictures or played sports.

I was the kind of kid who watched the night skies on summer nights for shooting stars and UFO's.

I was the kind of kid who cried at the Ugly Duckling.


What kind of kid were (are) you?

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17 comments:

Corey Schwartz said...

I was the kind of kid who wanted to climb into a book and wander around the Secret Garden.

Tricia J. O'Brien said...

I was the kind of kid who built little worlds out of paper and twigs and creek clay.

Sharon K. Mayhew said...

I was the kind of kid who spent her free time in the kid's section of the library every Saturday and after school whenever possible.

L. T. Host said...

I was the kind of kid who grew into me.

Yeah, I got nothin right now. Great post though!

Myrna Foster said...

I was the kind of kid who saw fairies riding bumblebees and kingdoms in the clover and made up games like that to play with my friends.

I was the kind of kid who talked to animals and watched to see if they'd answer.

I was the kind of kid who would have loved playing with your kind of kid.

Ann Marie Wraight said...

I was the kind of kid who read Lord of the Rings under the bed covers at night with a torch....I dreamt of growing up to be Arwen...but instead grew up into an ORC....ruined my eyesight, too!!!

Shannon O'Donnell said...

I was the kind of kid who
preferred stuffed animals to dolls...
couldn't have too many pets...
loved scary movies...
swam like a fish...
worshiped my teachers.

Fun! :-)

Hayley said...

I was the kind of kid who "felt" too much according to my parents.

I was the kind of kid who would sneak out of her room to cuddle her new puppy in his crate.

I was the kind of kid who got married when she was four. Who still loves that same boy.

I am the kind of kid who believes in magic and fairy tales.
I am the kind of kid who believes in a happily ever after, whatever that means.

storyqueen said...

Corey-Oh, me too! There were lots of books I wanted to climb inside of.

Tricia-I can picture the sweet little paper-twig worlds in my head right now.

Sharon-I was a librarian's helper in 6th grade...I loved that year.

LT-me too!!

Myrna-I had a special set of branches that had fallen off a tree that I used as reindeer antlers.

Ann Marie-I bet you would have made a fab Arwen.

Shannon-I used to see how many stuffed animals I could stuff under my covers each night!

Hayley-The bit about the getting married at 4 and still loving that boys sounds like a great idea for a YA novel! You should write it!

Hayley said...

Maybe...it's a good idea, I never thought about it, thank you ^-^

Yat-Yee said...

I love reading about the kind of kids everything was. Can relate to many of them. Thanks for sharing; I feel all warm and fuzzy now.

Jonathon Arntson said...

I was the kind of kid who escaped real life with books.

Now I'm the kind of kid who escapes real life by writing books.

Thank you for your validating words on my blog, "...[Y]ou certainly have a style in your writing that would really lend itself to YA." That statement gave me a lot of confidence, since I do in fact write YA. Hopefully that confidence will carry over to my writing and I will be able to write beyond the ten thousand word point without deleting everything I spew out.

Angela said...

Okay, this was just plain awesome. Seriously, it brought back so many memories.

I was the kind of kid who would build forts in the woods and pretend that I lived there.

storyqueen said...

Hayley-Well, you better just do it, because I would love to read a book on that premise....and if you don't start soon, I will have to double-dog dare you....

Yat-yee-Aw, thanks. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy, too!

Jonathan-I wrote that comment because it was true. Please cut yourself some slack and realize that you have a darn good voice as a writer and STOP hitting the delete key!

Angela-Thank you for stopping by the blog. And I would have built forest forts, too, except that I was the kind of kid who was afraid of getting lost in the woods....

Jackee said...

"I was the kind of kid who imagined tiny villages between the squash plants."

Me. Definitely. And crazy little desert communities of Horny Toads...

Glad to know there are many of us still out there. No wonder we're drawn (still) to kids books. :o)

Hayley said...

Does it have to end happy? Because of that's the case a double dog dare may be necessary... kidding, it has been put in my idea box to be tapped into once my current WIP is being looked over by my rockin' betas!

Julie Dao said...

I was the kind of kid who put on a tinfoil crown, wore a blanket around my shoulders, and marched into the woods to "sing" to birds and squirrels, hoping that a prince would come find me. I also forced my mom to be the fairy godmother :)