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Princess Megan has an Associates Of Art Degree in Journalism and diplomas in Free Lance Writing and Short Story Writing. I have 2 published novels: Passage To Romance and Princess Of Scruples. I work as a Qualified Medication Assistant in mental health. I am married and have a striped gray cat named Tigger. I am a Moderator at Writing.com I am also a Creative Scrapbook Designer and writing is my passion. Check out my stories in my Port.
A Journal With Everything
#1060105 added November 25, 2023 at 3:45pm
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Laura Ingalls Wilder Quote About Childhood
Prompt: "Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred and we are better throughout the years for having in spirit become a child again at Christmas Time. Laura Ingalls Wilder
Write about childhood memories.

Since my father died, I have the childhood memories of driving from Washington to Indiana and asking Are We There, Yet? Dad taking me to see President Kennedy at Andrews Air Force Base and the astronauts Grissom and Young.

I remember Dad leaving for Vietnam three times and when he came home.

Christmas Time. I love getting Barbies for Christmas. Sugar Cookies, seeing Santa Claus, decorating the tree and opening gifts.

I remember fishing with Dad and he kept thinking he got a fish but it was a false alarm. He finally got a fish.

Mom and I used to shop at the stores in Maryland next to the apartments. I would buy records and Barbie Doll clothes. I would get to see fairy tale movies at the Theatre near by and watch The Beatles Movies A Hard Day's Night and Help. Mom and my friends were there 8 hours watching these movies.

I remember I didn't want to go to school because Jean Dixon said Martians were coming down to get nine year old girls with blonde hair and were going to take them to Mars. Our parents told the kids it wasn't true and we would be safe. My friends and I walked to school and kept looking for spaceships but none appeared. I was scared.

Mom, Dad and I had pillow fights when we lived in the apartments and the neighbors downstairs banged on the wall and Dad said he was going downstairs to beat up the neighbor man but didn't.

Some kids and I got in a card board box that a washing machine came in and the other kids shook it. It was like being on a fair ride.

This is just a few I have. Some good memories.


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